possible-chaos

I’m still really trying to write, thou if I posted here more, that is a type of writing. 

I do have a really awesome story to tell. I mean I see it as an amazing one. And sometimes that’s what freezes me in a place as too not write. I just want it to be so perfect. The best ever. 

I keep jotting parts of it down, things they say to each other, layering things, plotting in a way. 

I have started a job now that is testing my writing time. I’m going to have set a new time to write. Revamp. And that always throws me into a loop. 

Just wish I didn’t live in a little village, we are not a town. There is no one here that writes, that would help to hold me too it. The nearest town to be is 80 miles away. And that’s not a drive I can make often. 

I can do this thou. I can. Yes, I can. 

I pull my card every day, as a way to get me rolling. Make me think. Plan, my plan, to plan some more. 

The one I pulled today, wow, talked of a sword, double edge, can hold power for justice, clarity, or arrogance of raw power, rage. 

Something is beginning. It will force a slice one way or the other. 

Am I ready? Will I see it for what it is and make the best choice? 

I have had a lot of cards lately asking me if I want to give it my all, or just keep shoving it to the side. 

It’s time.