Don’t you love it when ideas effervesce and your mind froths with enthusiasm. You have a brilliant theme for the A – Z Challenge and are brimful of confidence. It was easy to see how reflecting on values had potential to see one through the challenge. I know. Too easy. Except it was not. And Zed, is a hurdle I will knock over but, will need the freedom of blogger’s licence to stretch this post to the finishing line.
The truth is the finishing line remains out there. It is something others cross yet the sight of it paralyses me. The sight of the prize, the finish, is a mirage towards which others pound headlong. Me! I start to sink, leaden feet make progress effortful. I think of myself as a sprinter, good for short frenetic bursts. What is the problem with this final post in the series?
I’m resistant. To what? To the final full stop? Facing the challenge ahead of me? Like tomorrow! Yes, I am resistant, in denial and pulling the covers over my head and hibernating until Spring is an avoidant strategy that has appeal. But that is not an option because unlike the animal kingdom that accepts hibernation as normal, homo sapiens is driven to perform, achieve and move on.
Written in advance, the A – Y posts were scheduled. Zzzz – has heavy feet and her muse remains elusive. What can I say? I had a plan, not a grand plan, but a good enough plan … except Z was not part of the plan. And therein lies the rub. When I committed to the challenge I had a clear pathway along which to create. That changed partway through April as unexpected events invaded this creative space.
The final stumbling block has been the software I use when writing: Hemingway Editor. The last upgrade messed with its brain (and by default mine). Seems there is a syntax error at 499 or whatever and with JSONs not doing what they’re supposed to the whole thing has fallen in a heap – like it is stacking up so many Zedzzzz.
RIP Hemingway Editor … zzzzzzzz
What’s that you say? A poor workman blames his tools! Not listening … zzzzzz.