for pedigree (?) dog food that shows the doggie in the shelter just laying there on the hard concrete floor. He hears footsteps and gets up, sits before the gate, watches as some people go by, and when they don’t stop….oh, that puppy dog LOOK! It breaks my heart. I want a dog so bad it hurts. Mine has been gone nearly two years now. It’s time for another one. Please Jesus, send me a doggie. I know there’s other things you’d rather I’d be praying for, but for right now, the doggie seems really important. (along with the new job and the house in the country.) Thank you.
rockie0909's Life List
1. Share food with the hungry, provide the homeless with a place to stay, give naked people clothes to wear, provide for the needs of my family
2. lose twenty pounds
3. lift weights
4. finish my degree
5. stop procrastinating
6. write more often
7. earn a living as a writer
8. rid my life of the stuff that has accumulated
9. live in the country
10. quit my job
11. get a dog
12. get a parrot
13. earn my mfa in writing
14. live full-time in a motor home RV
15. cleanse and detoxify my body
16. get an internship
17. write a novel
18. be more confident
I really am. I second guess almost everything I say and do.
I don’t want to offend anyone, so I act as I feel I’m expected to more than I feel I want to. Then I’m unsure if I’m doing the right thing at all. I don’t even know where to start with this “want to”.
I might have known there were so many others to have this goal. How many of those over 7,000 people are actually pursuing it? When will I be able to? I fall asleep at night thinking about it, but haven’t written word one in support of the goal. Deadlines usually help, but not if they’re set by me. Then I find excuses to stretch them out as long as possible. And there’s that whole re-writing procedure. Hey, it’s part of the game, and if I want to finish, I have to start.
Just sit down and write, Gideon.
Who, me, write a novel? I’m not that talented, and it’s just so much work!
You can do it, because I will help.
Okay, give me until tomorrow.
Not tomorrow. Right now, while you’re sitting and writing anyway.
But,but, it’s going to be so hard.
What’d I already tell you.
Yeah, I know, I can do it because you will help. Thanks for the challenge, but I’ve been sitting here for an hour now and my butt hurts. I need to stretch. I need to get ready to leave. I need to….do at least twelve other things. I’ll start it, tomorrow.