Don't Talk To Me About Life

I'm feeling a bit like Marvin the Robot from Hitchhikers' Guide these days.

  

Life ... Don't talk to me about life.

  

I've hit a point where I'm struggling with motivation to write. I worry that I talk about the same things over and over. I do still have new RPG's that I could talk about. I'm reading a two player only RPG called Pit Crawler that I am interested in trying out with my friend Dave. So, that review may be coming soon.

Work continues on Little Colony. I'm still very excited about that project and the kinds of stories it will tell. Originally, I planned to release it for ZineQuest in 2025. I may or may not adhere to that plan. Honestly, the financial responsibility of managing a Kickstarter terrifies me.

The point of forcing myself to write here everyday was to develop the "habit" of writing. I suppose that I have accomplished this, but sadly, the act of writing in and of itself hasn't gotten any easier. Plus, right now, life is busy.

We just took my daughter back to college. My stepson gets married in less than 2 weeks. We will be flying to Austin for the wedding. I am excited about the wedding, but I am dreading the travel. I'm still using a walker, and that makes any kind of travel more challenging.

My knee isn't better following a surgery in early February. After months of physical therapy, I still can't walk without holding onto something. Now, I am looking ahead at the prospect of a second surgery. That's not gotten me feeling the most optimistic.

All of this to say, that I'm kicking myself for not dragging myself in front of the keyboard a few days last week, but maybe I should recognize that I've been doing very well in my pledge and that maybe I should give myself permission to take a break ... just every once in awhile.

It's okay to do that.