Hardest writing ever

I just wrote my first obituary. That was seriously difficult work. While I enjoy writing, I’m glad that I’m not in the business of making my living from writing alone. Over two hours to get 400 odd words out …


Hurdles: real and imagined.

Real hurdle: still working for previous employer. I don’t say no and they don’t set limits. Like a good friend said, a match made in heaven!

Imagined hurdle: my oomph has moved on without me. At least that’s what it feels like. I’m going through the motions in every part of my life.

Real hurdle: my oomph has moved on without me. See above.

Imagined hurdle: not enough time. See number 1.

I’ve set myself a deadline of December 31. Fresh start from January 1. Now I have to jump over these hurdles.