Saturday, December 01, 2007

Practice

Something else Dalton and I had/have/had/have (I rewrote it four times) in common - we never practiced at anything. For both of us, we were either good at it the first time, or it wasn't worth doing. Frankly, this is a particularly dreadful character trait. Arrogant. Lazy. Undisciplined. It wasn't very kind to our clarity of purpose either. Only very rarely would either of us acknowledge a desire to attempt something that we might fail in. Instead, what we did, the jobs we held, the projects we undertook, the interests we pursued were dictated by aptitude rather than longing.

I am going to give practicing a try.

I am going to write.

Uugh. There is such potential failure in that statement. Actually, I'm not even sure what failure would look like, but since I also can't define what success would look like, the whole enchilada is a risky proposition.

I just know that I want to do it.

I resigned from my position at the church and as of October 27, I am officially unemployed. Instead of writing, I have spent the past month buoying the stock value of The Container Store, filing my 2005 (hey, it was a rough year) taxes, discovering that Dalton actually managed to teach me a thing or two about cooking in the last decade, and planning how my schedule would look once I finally got around to doing what I quit to do in the first place. There are a lot of lists. Not so many manuscripts.

But my month is up, and it's time to learn the art of practice.

My aim is to write something every day. Actually, I want to write two things everyday - something for this blog and something for the book. Some days they will be one in the same, call it a 2-for-1.

And for now, no questions about the structure of content of the book, please. That's what the practice is for.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Read Lori's husband's blog...too sexy for my hair....

6:34 PM  
Blogger Leslie said...

I'm SO glad you're back! I will be eagerly awaiting your 2-for-1!

8:08 AM  
Blogger DeniseMarie said...

Dear Tricia,
You don't know me, but we probably have some friends (or friends of friends) in common since I found your blog months ago by clicking on links in the blogs of my friends and their friends and so on...you get the picture. I spent the entirety of one afternoon reading your entire story, start to finish, was heartbroken and touched and inspired by your honesty. I've been checking in on your blog a few times a month, and every time I went and saw it still stuck on that "It" post, I said a prayer for you and your son and hoped you'd be "back" soon. I'm so glad you are. I look forward to hearing how your storywriting experience progresses.
A lurker no more,
Denise

8:29 PM  
Blogger spencerose said...

This blog would should be published into a book. It is moving, real, deep, and would bring comfort and hope to others who have gone through similar experiences. I hope you will consider publishing it. God bless you, Tricia. Rosemary (Leslie's mom)

5:16 PM  

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