Wednesday, August 19, 2009
I think about quitting. I think about giving up blogging altogether.
I also think about deleting my facebook account, but I can't bring myself to actually do it. I enjoy the attention too much.
Something has to give. I can't do it all, as much as I would like to.
I think about not exercising at all in order to get more writing done. But my vanity won't let me stop jogging or lifting weights, difficult as it is to get myself to work out, sometimes (thank God for caffeine and creatine monohydrate).
I miss performing. "What if I went back to waiting tables and auditioning?" I ask Domestic Partner.
"No," he says, the Perpetual Voice of Reason. "You need regular income."
He's right. I've got too many bills and not enough years ahead of me to save up for retirement. So, I can't give up the full time working thang, not yet.
But it's something I think about.
How do you make time to write? What have you sacrificed in order to get more writing accomplished?
And has it been worth it?