It has been almost a year, hasn't it?

In true fashion, I suppose. I have a bad tendency to pick up and abandon things as I go through life. T'is something I'm proud to say I've stopped recently. I know I have limited time, and the longer I take to fulfill my goals, the more of it I waste doing things I hate. This blog was one of those pursuits, and will be again.

Today at work, a friend of mine told me about his 12 year old niece who writes stories constantly and is publishing a novel. Not a novella, no...a book over 200 pages long, carrying a somewhat simplistic but still linear story. That put some things in perspective. I can blame timing, schedules, outside influences, other interests...but in the end, this girl half my age is in the middle of accomplishing my goal. I can blame work, but she's in school just as long. I can blame social influences, but I'm sure she's got friends. I can blame other interests, but she also writes short stores, comics, and reads constantly. In the end, I have to blame work ethic. I have to attack it at the core. I have to change myself and the way I prioritize life, or I may be doing the same thing 10 years from now.

What does any of this have to do with you, though? I'm sure that you've had similar experiences. Nobody has done everything they've wanted. But what causes this effect? Why are we, as a people, prone to quitting and shrugging off the blame? I fear this is a more modern event, but I can't truly embrace the notion. Regret is an old, old concept that the hippies didn't invent. Rather, I think it's a way to seperate the wheat from the chaffe. Those who should be creating, create. Those who shouldn't, push it off and feel bad about it. I don't think that the lines are hard and fast, though. I think it really comes down to the individual. With technology and networking being what they are today, the only way a person can possibly fail is if they simply never try.

I'm done failing. I have so far created 4 short stories for a collection I'm working on, with two more in mind. I have two short stories for a collection I'm working on with a friend written. I have an old comedic novella that's in much need of a re-write. I have a new novel idea that's in much need to be written. I have a graphic novel idea that I can't possibly illustrate, but can storyboard. I have a webcomic idea that I can illustrate, and I've pulled out the old sketchpads to start on it. I have a jumbled collection of story seeds that are waiting to be planted - enough to fuel 20 projects easily. When I have one that I'm content with, or rather, when I have one I'm tired of revising and think is half-decent, I'll post here for you.

For now, though, this blog is about myself. I am succeeding. I am just doing it slowly.