Am I the only one who’s noticed that, since the midterms, it feels like our timeline has shifted? The vibe of the world seems so different, overnight. It’s not all particularly good, not all bad, but kind of strangely altered.
I see a lot of politicians on both sides vowing to do a better job of “reaching across the aisle.” Time will tell what precisely this means. Will they be reaching to attempt to slap their “adversaries” in the face or to extend the olive branch and get down to the business of working together for the good of the people for a change?
I had a post go semi-viral on X for the first time in my life yesterday. Over twenty thousand impressions so far. If this would have happened a ten years ago I would be pumped up with adrenaline for days. Yesterday, it didn’t feel that way. Of course, I was grateful. I was happy to have more eyes on my writing, and to gain more followers but the attention (merely for attention’s sake) was just kind of meh, anti-climactic.
That particular post was written quickly, from the heart, without much editing. Maybe this is the key.
The First Frost
We had our first proper frost here in Minnesota last night. The squirrels are fattening up and beginning to resemble miniature sumo wrestlers so I know winter isn’t too far off.
It's dark now by 5pm. For the first time in recent memory I'm not dreading winter. I'm welcoming the cooler, shorter days as a chance to put more hours into the novel.
Speaking of...
Speaking of the novel. It wasn't a particularly productive week for the book. We've been having work done to our house and I've found the constant threat of disruptions and interruptions has not been good for my creativity. It's nobody's fault, the work has to be done. It's just life. I've gotten two very solid chapters done and have started on a third.
I'm hoping next week is better. This has been a good reminder that writing itself isn't what is hard, it's curating the right environment to allow the words to flow. This is, and forever will be, the most difficult part.
It's Been A Year
It's hard to believe that yesterday marked a whole year since my best friend from high school, Matt, left this world. When his son, Tyler, posted this photo of him on social media so many memories came flooding back. Growing up in the 1980s, we had more fun during our high school years than younger generations could probably even imagine. I hope his soul is at peace. What a different world it was back then. I wish I had more photos of my teen years but mobile phones hadn't been invented yet and we were just too busy living to think about carrying a camera.
Wise Words
The Daily Stoic served up a real banger yesterday. In the past year I've made a conscious effort to let go. Writing, more specifically, promoting your writing makes it necessary to try to garner attention from strangers. It's very important to keep that in check because it's very unhealthy if it spills over into your everyday personal life.
Focusing on what is in your sphere of control is such a powerful lesson. Doing your best but also acknowledging you don't control the outcome is such a freeing revelation. This unlocks whole new levels of being.
My Beautiful Mom
Just a mere 19 days and I'll be taking off to Ohio to spend Thanksgiving with this lady! I always look so forward to these visits. Oddly, even though I wasn't raised where my Mom is currently living whenever I visit it still feels like home.
All until next week. Enjoy your weekend and make this a wonderful day.



