Still getting settled here in Ketchikan, AK. Ketchikan is the sixth largest community in the state, with a population of around 14,000-15,000. For the summer, I’m adding my name to that list.
Currently reading The Starless Sea By Erin Morgenstern. I read The Night Circus, her first novel, back in 2014. I was in DC at the time. This new novel tells many tales, and weaves back and forth in a book lover’s revery. It’s entertaining and captivating, and I’m waiting to see where it leads.
Beyond that, there’s fears over the Coronavirus. Best to stay safe out there, take care of yourself, and wash your hands.
Sometimes it won’t go the way you intend it. Sometimes you’ll make a mistake (or three). You’ll miss a deadline, you’re overestimate or under-deliver. There are a thousand-and-one ways to screw up. And at some point you’ll make that misstep.
But, it’s okay. It happens. More often than not it’s a revoverable misstep, and if it isn’t – it’s not the end of the world. No one has screwed up so badly that the world ceased to exist, because we are still here.
So let it go. Move on. It’s okay. There’s always tomorrow.
In the early stages of a panic fear takes over. A fear from not knowing much, of anything, for sure. The more information we have regarding a thing, the less fearful we become.
It comes from being huddled together in the dark, not seeing what happens just beyond the tree line. Once fire illuminated the shadows we were able to conquer those fears.
But as we are the ancestors of those early fire-starters, so too are our fears ancestors of those early shadows. It is important to light the night, and shine upon the unknown, to diminish our fears.
You want to know something? I don’t know what I’m doing.
Just about every day I ask myself twenty, thirty, fifty times, “What do I want to do? Where do I want to go?”
Sometimes that means what will I write. Other times, it’s where I want to live. Or work. Or play. And I can never answer in the long term.
There are times I feel guilty writing this blog because someone could read it. And, feeling the effects of impostor syndrome, I feel that the reader could have spent time reading something more valuable.
Yes, I try to provide value here. Tips I’ve found helpful, or stories I wanted to share. Places and things that were meaningful to me, or insights I’ve come across. But at the end of the day, it’s just me and my computer. or my notebook, and I don’t have a clue.
Thing is, no one does. Some people make more money or lead what we would call interesting lives. But they are just as lost as the rest of us, searching for answers in their own way.
I write here to practice writing. I write here to be present with something. I write here because it forces me to pay attention to the world so that I have something to write about.
But the hardest things to write are those things hit close to home. Admitting that I don’t know what I’m doing. Saying to myself, and whoever’s reading this, that it’s okay. It’s okay to not know. We’re not meant to know all the answers. It’s the journey that’s important, not the destination.
Do something. Do it well. Emulate your betters. Impress your detractors. Overcome your hindrances.
Add experiences and skills to the pages of your life so that your book will be a best-seller.
Postponed the Rundown for me to ruminate on six months of daily posting yesterday. I still can’t believe it.
My goal with the weekly rundown was to share things of value, and not waste anyone’s time. I’m not sure that it’s been exactly as I intended. Most weeks I struggle to find something to at least list as what I’m listening to or doing. And they’re not actionable by anyone reading. Beyond that, I’ve been delinquent in monthly reading lists for December and January, so I need to rectify that as well.
What then should a weekly rundown from me look like? As I consider it, I’ll probably try a few different things. It’ll likely change with Alaska influencing me as well.
Anyway, here are just a couple of things I’m sharing with you this week.