I’m a baseball fan, and so far, my Cardinals have not started out well. They are 2-4, and their supposed ace got beat today 8-0. I’m hoping I’m wrong, but it could be a long year.
I’m reading a good book right now by Linda Seger, whom I admire very much. I haven’t gotten too far, but it’s called Jesus Rode a Donkey. Saying that you are a liberal Christian Democrat in today’s hateful, close-minded society is akin to dropping the F bomb in public, but I have decided that I don’t have to be ashamed of my religious and political beliefs, and I also don’t have to be ashamed to say that when it gets right down to it, our political system is anathema to what Christ proclaimed while on earth. I wonder how many pompous religious leaders on both sides of the political spectrum remember that Jesus condemned the religious leaders of his day. I’m liable to lose friends over this viewpoint, but you know I don’t care. Well, I will say no more about that.
I just kind of had to get that out of the way. I’m so tired of people trying to shove their viewpoints down my throat. If I’m wrong, God will let me know. I don’t need to hear it from self-righteous hypocrites who are no better than I (or worse for that matter). I know there are some people who believe that just because you are a democrat, you will go to hell. Therefore, they believe that I will go to hell. As a Christian I believe that Jesus is the Savior of the world. That means they are wrong. Well, honestly, I will say no more about that.
I don’t care if my political and religious views alienate every potential customer for my work that I have out there. I’m just not going to stifle myself because people don’t like my beliefs. Honestly, I think you have the right to believe what you want as do I.
As you can probably guess, I’m in ranting mood. Nothing in particular caused it. It’s been a general feeling of dissatisfaction growing within me for a while now.
I’m in kind of a creative lull here. I have some stuff to work on, but I have been swamped with my school work, and I have been sick for about three days. I also don’t feel incredibly creative because I have had terrible trouble with insomnia. It’s making me feel like a zombie. I am also getting sick of the general inertia of writing. I’m always waiting around, waiting to hear from agents, or contests, or producers or publishers, and then getting bad news and having to wait around for another long stretch of time. Many writers would say that those are the times I should be writing and I agree with them. I do write when I can. The problem is when do all the rejections finally convince you to give it all up. I’m 58. I’ve published a few things, but I’ve never what I would call made it. I have a new grand daughter. Why shouldn’t I just give up and accept the probability that I have finished my run at attempted authorship.
I know there are all kinds of platitudes out there about never giving up, but I also knew there’s a time when someone should.
Feel free to comment on any section of this blog; just don’t try to ram your beliefs down my throat or I’ll delete your comments.