Good evening, friends and neighbors!
It’s probably a good thing that I’m trying to work my way into being a writer as well as a baker. Since I was a kid, I always loved telling stories.
About anything that I happened to find interesting.
Whether people were interested or not.
Storytelling came to me early. “Reading an audience” took some practice and development.
That’s not a bad way to develop though. Too many people get brought up being taught to rein back something that they never know the true power of, and consequently, NEVER learn its power or are afraid of sharing it when they do.
Passion, after all, is very powerful.
It’s beautiful, dangerous, infectious… and lets us be alive.
Good evening, friends and neighbors.
It never feels like there’s enough hours in the day.
The days when I could feel content crashing out on my bed till late afternoon, gaming or watching cartoons are long over. Since getting my body into a shape that, to be blunt, I WANT to do things with, I’ve had way more energy and interest in life than I ever had before.
That can sometimes be a curse, though. When my interests are pulled between homebrewing, writing, playing guitar, gaming (still kept that up a bit), reading, and exercise, I find myself unable to be satisfied with a day where I feel I didn’t accomplish something. Simply put, I’ve lost the ability to enjoy a lazy day- much to the frustration of my wife.
Well, it beats just spending all day in the kitchen, right?