Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Writing in a Fishbowl v3 – Day Thirteen

Nifty logo of words in a fishbowl

4:51 PM: I need to touch base today to let you know that some days are better than others. Also, some are worse. Today’s pretty bad for me. It’s a double crutch day. Ironically, I may not be able to attend the Tourette Syndrome support group tonight because I’m ticking too much to drive. We’ll see how the evening pans out.

Today will mark the return to blogging on the 10th, 20th, and 30th of every month. I don’t mean this blog. I have another article planned for today. It will post later tonight. That should please many of you — at least, it is my hope that it will please many of you. I realize that people seeking writing articles are put off by my mental health articles; people seeking depression articles are often turned off by my writing and ADHD articles; and people interested in ADHD articles aren’t just disinterested in depression and writing articles, but they’ve already left the page by now. I seem to always be disappointing somebody, but this is my blog, and I get to determine what subject matters motivate me to put off disability long enough to write. The transition from blogger about mental health to a blogger with ADHD & depression overcoming disability to become an author has been a longer one than I intended. I have been told before that these process entries are boring. I have to admit that after blogging for so many years, I thought I’d have earned a few more cheerleaders than I currently have, but that’s life. We can’t dictate who supports us and who does not. However, I do have to admit that even I get tired of this extended process of mastery over my short-comings. I am impatient for the journey’s end to be upon me. I know, life is a journey, blah blah blah. However, if mastery is on the other side of a mountain range of effort that will take years to reach, I’d like to be at least comfortably cruising down one of those moutains. Sometimes, I feel stuck in mud in a desolate valley filled with terribly good excuses.

Still, I press on.

I have errands to run. Writing this journal entry has helped connect some mental dots, and my ticking has abated. I need to get out there quickly while I can still drive. I never drive while ticking. I have an aversion to car accidents, mug shots, and death.

While you wait for my next article, I want you to know that I don’t have a Patreon, but if you want to support my blog (which costs money to host and run), please buy my books. If you already have, thank you. I greatly appreciate it. Also, did you know that ebooks make great gifts?

4:59 AM: I concede defeat. Ticking took up so much of my evening that I keep falling asleep as I polish up my new article. It's time to take care of my brain. I'll post the article after I delete that awkward section where I used my face to type on the keyboard.