Quotable Quotes

“Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.”
~ E.L. Doctorow

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

- Oscar Wilde

Month of November

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

In which life is what happens in the middle of my plans...

Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans...

~ John Lennon

I recently heard a song called "Dancing in the Minefields by Andrew Peterson.

It's about marriage and giving it everything we've got. I took it a little further...

To me, it says that life is all about everything that happens (good and bad) in the midst of all of our planning/plotting/scheming...

It says that what makes it worth every last bit of the battle, is those moments in between our scheduled events that have us dancing. Sometimes the dance is somber and quiet, a reflection of our grief, pain, sorrow, etc. Other times, the dance is one of joy and peace and utter contentedness.

My children are sick today. My brain is foggy from lack of sleep and I've been unmotivated in EVERYTHING...my husband came home from work with a headache and a bit of a dwarf Grumpy complex. He's doing better now, but I was looking to him to be MY support and encouragement and it didn't really work out that way. I found myself being the rock HE could lean on. And right now this ROCK is pretty much worn down by the floods of life. So support is sadly lacking.

It's funny, because just a few days previous, we were rejoicing and living off the high that comes from getting rid of several major debts!

Now we are giving Tylenol, wiping runny noses, and changing the mess after our children miss the toilet/diaper...

I have not written a substantial piece of ANYTHING for several weeks and the withdrawal is driving me crazy...

I'm exhausted, my tank is completely empty, and my head aches with a weariness I can no longer fight.

Thank God, for His never changing, never stopping, always and forever love. He is holding me and I can sense His presence even through the fog...

Friday, February 17, 2012

In which I realize that ruts are only as deep as I dig them...

I've been in a funk for a little while...

Which is why the blogs are not getting posted, household chores are piling up, dinner seems to be leftovers (a lot), and I stay up until God knows when paging through pages of fiction trying to figure out where the story is going (and how on earth I got so far off track in the interim)

Yup. I am stuck in a rut.


Although, technically I am in the process of climbing OUT of the rut. So it's not really stuck per se...and well, oh who am I kidding?

I am climbing out, but the exit is a whole lot more tedious than the entrance. Because in the process of falling into the rut, I somehow managed to find a shovel in my hand, digging my way further down.

Believe me, the logic was sound when I first started digging. Somehow, I'd convinced myself that digging DOWN was the most effective way to climbing UP.

You had to be there during my reasoning period...

You ever get the feeling that you KNOW what the problem is...but you PRETEND you don't see it staring you in the face?

That was - is - me.

I like to blame it on all manner of things - this rut digging.

  • It's my hormones going all wonky. (I love that word wonky)
  • My kids, husband, house is driving me crazy
  • I am sick
  • I am tired
  • I am sick AND tired
  • My kids are sick...
  • I don't feel like undigging myself...
  • I'M not in a RUT
  • Whatever

In the end, the only one able to put myself INTO the rut is the only able to get myself OUT of the rut...


It's pretty simple and straightforward. And a lot of really famous people have said it WAY better than me.

Habit is necessary; it is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought against if one is to remain alive.
Edith Wharton


The great advantage of being in a rut is that when one is in a rut, one knows exactly where one is.
Arnold Bennett

And my personal favorite...
The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.
Ellen Glasgow
I'm done with this rut...pretty sure I will dig myself another one at least once more in my lifetime...also pretty sure I know the way out!

Psalm 28:7 ~
The LORD is my strength and my shield; My heart trusts in Him, and I am helped; Therefore my heart exults, And with my song I shall thank Him.
The Joy of the Lord is My Strength...

Keep saying that until it's true; then keep saying it because it IS true...