I’m not the master but

I’m not a master of writing, despite what my degrees would tell you, but I do have some success. Two books, two on the way. I’ve had a hand in publishing close to twenty titles(if not more). For a brief spell I was an Amazon #1 best-selling author.

Not saying any of this to boast, my last royalty check was 7$. Just saying this to express that I have a lot of years of experience in this writing world that is such a fickle mistress.

The one thing I’d like to talk about today, if you care to keep reading, is the quality of writing over the years. Once upon a time I was a 14 year old boy who found a love for writing. And that starry eyes little dumb ass called up his cousin who studied writing at Columbia and asked her to take a look at his stuff.

She was polite. And I will say she didn’t bash in my dreams as she likely should have. But the advice and schooling she gave me then was the same I paid a lot of money for 10 years later. Read more, revise more.(and a lot of other helpful stuff, but trying to stay on point since 75% of the people who clicked on this have already stopped reading)

But tonight, I was having a conversation about the fact that I make the same mistakes in writing I always have. I even know when I am doing them. But there are incorrect spellings and wrong grammar that flow naturally to me so I don’t fix them in the writing process.

I write as poorly as a did half a life time ago. I revise like my life depends on it. I let the red pen strike like I’ve got dragons to slay.

So if you’re out there, and you’re debating writing, remember writing isn’t the hard part. Writing is the fun part. Revising is where the work comes in, and revising is where many of us lose the will for a project. So write fast, edit slow. Get the words down. Make the mistakes. Keep moving forward. The best thing about writing is you don’t have to be perfect the first time. Enjoy the journey.

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It’s 3am and I wanna go to beeeeeeed

Sadly no woman running through my head(OAR reference if you don’t get it)

Also a little past 3:00am but that is when I woke up, but after two hours of trying to get back to sleep it is game over.

So last night I returned from the Naval Academy where I finished up my last weekend of assistant coaching for Salem International University for this school year. In 3ish hours I will teach my Multicultural Literature class. Between those two things I ran 13.1 miles last night(why I can’t sleep, body is unhappy).

Between the 5 or so hours in a van, the 2 hours watching myself run in a window, and the last few hours of being awake I have had more time to think on my life than is usually good for me.

Many times when I start focusing on my life I can end up in a tail spin. I’m nearly 30 and most of the things I thought I would have completed five years ago I am still likely five years away from.

The past day though, this hasn’t been the case.

Things are good. Could they be better, yes, but they are good. And for me, that is pretty damn great.

I am coaching the two sports I love, getting to teach English, and have time to write. Things are good.

I have lost 20ish pounds since January.

I’m nearing the end of the first draft on my third book.

I am healthier than I have been in a long time.

I am making enough money that I don’t worry about money.

I am getting to travel.

Short of missing my dog every day I don’t have much to complain about these days.

I have enough and that is all I can ever ask for.

Now that I got the fingers warmed up, I’ve got some writing to do.

Those of you headed off to your 9-5s cheers to that cup of coffee, to those of you getting of your night shifts, bottoms up to that beer. To you other insomniacs, don’t forget to hydrate.