Calm After the Storm
September 30, 2002
7:07 a.m.
It feels odd to sit here again. I have that edgy feeling I get when I'm just killing time before doing something scheduled or otherwise important. For three weeks my life has been run on a collection of 8.5x11 sheets of paper that listed hundreds of things to think about. Fourteen hour days. Sixteen hour days. Saturdays. Sundays. That's what this software release took, and so that's what I gave it. It wasn't just me, of course. Most of the team worked hours equal to mine, but I had things to do, too. And regardless, I wasn't going to ask the guys to give me that chunk of time without being there with them. We resolved the last issue Friday morning. Now the software release is done, and the sheets of paper from Hell are gone, and I'm sitting down here this morning feeling a little lost.   So, I hear you say, what about the writing? Isn't this the place we come to hear about the maniacal idiot who writes through tornado force winds? Isn't this the guy that says if you can't find fifteen minutes to write something, then you're not looking very hard? I plead guilty. I doubt that I've written a word for two weeks. That changed this morning, of course. I shook off my lethargic feeling and put some words onto a story today. But the truth is that I had other things I chose to focus on. The truth is that I could have found fifteen minutes here and there, but my brain was so crammed with stuff that I didn't even attempt to focus on a story. It happens some times. But it's over now. I'm proud of my choice. It was work that needed to be done. It was good work. Still ... Thank goodness for October. Have a great day.  Daily Persistence is © Ron Collins |
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