Why am I saying all of this now? Probably because I'm at that magic point in a writing project where I'm convinced it was a waste of time. (It comes about 60% of the way through every project). But it was on my mind.
Anyhoo, back to it.
November 18, 2025 at 11:42 PM
Why am I saying all of this now? Probably because I'm at that magic point in a writing project where I'm convinced it was a waste of time. (It comes about 60% of the way through every project). But it was on my mind.
I have had my share of success, and looking back on it brings me joy, but it's bittersweet because it's more a part of my past than my present. Maybe it'll be a part of my future again, but there's no certainty. I can only be sure of what I've lost, not what I might gain in the future.
November 18, 2025 at 11:42 PM
I have had my share of success, and looking back on it brings me joy, but it's bittersweet because it's more a part of my past than my present. Maybe it'll be a part of my future again, but there's no certainty. I can only be sure of what I've lost, not what I might gain in the future.
It undermines my ability to even watch/read/see their stuff sometimes, because I know it'll trigger those thoughts. I'm working on addressing this, but it feels like I'm trying to overcome a food allergy through sheer force of will. It's a dyed-in-the-wool part of my mental framework.
November 18, 2025 at 11:42 PM
It undermines my ability to even watch/read/see their stuff sometimes, because I know it'll trigger those thoughts. I'm working on addressing this, but it feels like I'm trying to overcome a food allergy through sheer force of will. It's a dyed-in-the-wool part of my mental framework.
But as I see them put in the work and reap the rewards, a voice in the back of my head whispers to me. "If you could work as hard as them, you'd be there, too. But you don't care enough. You can't work hard enough. You can't focus. Not anymore."
November 18, 2025 at 11:42 PM
But as I see them put in the work and reap the rewards, a voice in the back of my head whispers to me. "If you could work as hard as them, you'd be there, too. But you don't care enough. You can't work hard enough. You can't focus. Not anymore."
I won't tag them or name names, because I don't want them to feel responsible in any way for what I'm about to describe, but I've watched many of the people I've worked with climb to wondrous heights in their fields. I'm so proud of all of them it makes my heart ache, and it's all well deserved.
November 18, 2025 at 11:42 PM
I won't tag them or name names, because I don't want them to feel responsible in any way for what I'm about to describe, but I've watched many of the people I've worked with climb to wondrous heights in their fields. I'm so proud of all of them it makes my heart ache, and it's all well deserved.