Tick-Tock, Don't Stop

I recently restarted the clock on some creative goals. No, not at 0000 hours. More like at "Hey, the clock says THIS is where I am, so let's go from there."

I'm taking this approach not because I'd ever stopped making progress. I just figure now is a good time to pivot away from the myth of my own making that I'm thismuch behind in anything and, therefore, somehow behind in Life. (Spoiler alert: I'm right on time, one that's mine alone to tell.)

And besides, doesn't catching all the way up signal The End? No one wants that.

So, I've hit a mini reset button and am taking a quick sec to feel proud of the many creative milestones I've already ticked off while also meeting and/or exceeding other life obligations and expectations.

I'm not stopping. Just taking everything step by step, minute by minute, day by day. 

Feel like joining me?

Musical Message: Sing It to Me, Mama Cass

It's just before nine o'clock this morning, and although I've been up for hours now, it took me a while to truly get "at 'em." Not that there's anything wrong with the occasional slow start. I enhanced this one with a few tunes that fit my mood, which is a-jumble with flashes of transitional melancholia and hopeful determination. (Yeah, it's Monday.)

This song has always warmed me, so I was pleased to stumble upon it when initially searching my library for the more on-the-nose "Monday, Monday."



It perfectly speaks to my mindset as I continue defining and refining my path as a children's writer — and the other things I am, and do. My path, my interests, my work, my particular skills? Well, they are mine. Not yours or his or hers. Mine. And any day in which I get a reminder to sing my own special song is a good day, indeed.

Sing your song today, too, please — okay?