Monday, January 18, 2010

Existential moment

So here is the question-- satisfaction or amusement?

I am as prone to seeking amusement for its own sake as much as the next drooling cretin, just ask my poker friends on Facebook. I can put off a worthy task for days if dealing with it sparks a scintilla of discomfort. Boxes wait forlornly by the closed garage door day after day and I walk by with no more than a sideways glance. This despite the nagging feeling of uselessness and the knowledge that it would take less than a minute to stow them away. 

Just not right this moment--- I have to check my email.

But back to the question. I can amuse myself as I'm so good at doing, drawing from a long list of games and goodies, or I can deposit my distracted self at my desk and do the one thing that might bring real creative satisfaction--- solve the problem with the ending of this book.

In the hopes of spurring me to that end I will state-- sometimes you need to overcome life's obstacles for no other reason than to prove to yourself that you are capable of answering fate's bullying with a little vinegar of your own.

It's an amusing thought.

Rub Of The Green by Brock Walsh will, with a little luck, appear in bookstores soon.

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