End of the Line
You know, it’s been a fun go. I’ve enjoyed blogging, and expressing my thoughts, sending them out into the ether to see what sticks.
But, it’s just something I don’t think I’m cut out for. I mean, writing in general. I’ve been struggling for months with my short story, and I’m still nowhere near finished with it! There’s no feeling of accomplishment; no satisfaction from having people read and enjoy it.
And I realize: it’s not as though I really stand a chance at breaking in, at getting published. Though it’s been my life-long dream, we all have life-long dreams, and most of us have to face the music sooner or later and revise our expectations. For me, it’s the realization that I’ll always be a desk-jockey, a corporate drone prairie-dogging it in a cube farm.
Frankly, faced with the utility of it all, I’ve come to a hard decision. I thank you for reading, but today the Undiscovered Author will be closing up shop. It’s been a good run.