My writing fulfills a need

I am reading over stuff on social media. One just has to shake one’s head over some of the stuff that gets posted. Life can be stranger than fiction sometimes.

I have the opposite issue. Most of the time, my life is hum drum, boring and not of interest. A lot of the time, it’s get up, go to work, come home, eat and later go to bed. Even most weekends, I hang out, surf the net, clean my messy condominium, and write on my blog. Lately, I have managed to squeeze some workout time at the gym.

You will notice my life is boring which is why I read and write. I read on the bus to and from work; at least when I am not writing for this blog. Writing, now there is my saving grace. My writing helps alleviate this feeling of mediocrity. It helps fulfills a need, or an urging that would otherwise leave me wanting more from life.

Lately, my writings consist of writing for the two blog sites which I maintain. I haven’t done much in the way of poetry, verse, short stories, or the book. Still, I am pleased with what I am doing when it comes to my writing. Could I be doing more? For sure, without a doubt l could, and I should be doing more.

Overall though life is good. I met up with friends over the weekend that I haven’t seen for quite some time. It was a terrific time, and until then, I never really knew how much I missed, and need them in my life.

I am a social butterfly. I hate to drink alone, so if I do go to a pub alone, I always sit at the bar. It doesn’t take me long before I am chatting with the person sitting beside me. One time, this strategy back fired on me. The guy snapped at me when I tried to start up a conversation. I told him, “Go sit in a corner table somewhere next time. The reason most people sit at a bar is to not feel like they are drinking alone.” I asked him, “Why he bothered sitting here if he didn’t wish to socialize?” He finished quickly finished his drink and left. Not that I go to bars much anymore, but I made my point.

Anyway, here I am taking transit to work and writing this to post to this blog. All is good.
—Robert Confiant 18 March 2019

It’s been a while

It’s been a while that I have posted here. I’ve been busy with my other blog. This is no excuse; however, because I didn’t do much writhing on the book which I had planned to do while I was off.

I offer no excuse really. I just didn’t feel like it. I guess I was burnt out from all the work I have been doing since returning to work after my Christmas break. I don’t see this improving much in the near future. We are still short-handed at work and I will need to prepare for the Summer Night Market coming up in the next month, or so.

I am doing well in every other parts of my life. I feel good, and I seem to have more energy. I just find it difficult to sit down and to work on the book, but work on the book I must, if I am to complete it. I promise here and now to work on it a bit every night (I have to state it here in order to motivate me, and to keep me going. There is nothing like “putting something out there” to help one get and stay motivated).

I need to send write on transit more. I find it easier to do and I have a good hour in the morning and in the evening in which to write. It is just tricky to write on my phone. Well, except for these little blog posts entries. But, write I must. So, I will. I bought a tablet which I hope will spur me to write. Only time will tell if this is the case, but that’s the game plan.

Well, at least I have a plan and a goal. I will keep you up-to-date.
—Robert Confiant 12 March 2019

Plan for the week – writing

I was only going to take Thursday and Friday off this week, but then I decided to take the whole week off as I had the time, and quite frankly, I could use the time off. It has been crazy busy at work and it really hasn’t slowed much, and I don’t see things slowing down in the foreseeable future.

I am not doing to much. I am going to write and to rest. I have an eye appointment early in the week, but that’s it. I am going to write and rest. I afraid, other than the two blogs I maintain, I haven’t done much writing. It’s about time that changed. I am not “stuck” per se, but I have procrastinated long enough. I do not have writer’s block or anything similar. It just feels like a task lately. I am not sure why. I find doing these two blogs to be more of an interest.

Why do writers tend to procrastinate? I am sure I am not the only one. I find this writing craft to be very strange. Some days, the task of writing is very difficult; while other days, it flows very easily. I am finding it easier to write on the blog than it is my next book. Perhaps this is because of the reaction that writing on the blog provides. The number of views and/or likes is like a stimulant. It keeps me writing. The novel writing; however, does not provide me with this immediate recognition. Perhaps the reason I find it difficult to stay with the book is because this acknowledgement is missing. Either way, I know I must get back to writing the book, if I wish to complete it.

The trials of writing.
—Robert Confiant 3 March 2019

Writing ideas

Some of my best writing ideas come either when I am in bed, or riding on transit. When I am in bed, I don’t always get up and not them down (I think I will change this as I miss out on some juicy titbits). A few of these ideas might lead to nowhere in the long term, but a few might lead to some gems.

I woke up last night a few times with the same idea in my head. I never jotted it down while I was in bed, but because I woke up numerous times, and because it was the same idea, I never forgot it (This is unusual; I almost always forget). I noted it after I awoke. I am taking this as a sign that I need to follow this through as far as it will go. It will mean a lot of research and a lot of note taking and story and character development, but I think it will be worth it. If successful, it will be a novel of epic proportions, and my biggest work to date. I still have other works I wish to complete, so I am talking years here (My very long term project).

This writing for a living is an odd venture to take up. I do it because I love to write. I may never be famous, but I enjoy the craft. It took me a long time to find my vocation, but I truly found what I love to do. Everyone should find their passion which make this 9 to 5 existence bearable (One needs to exist, but one doesn’t necessarily have to stick with one aspect of living).

The issue with writing is one never knows when they’ll get an idea, or urge to write which is why I keep a writing app on my phone. If I am in the middle of something and I get the urge to write, then I can note it down, and edited later. As I said, “I do a lot of writings while taking the bus as I have a solid hour to write without any interruptions.” The truth be told, “I get a lot of work for my blog done while taking transit.”

So that’s what is up with me, what are you working on, if anything? It really doesn’t matter as long as you find your passion. If you can find your passion and make it a career, then it’s all the better.
— Robert Confiant 22 February 2019

I find one cannot go back

This weekend, a guy on Facebook posted a video where the contractors’ had boarded up his old neighborhood court prior to demolition. They are redeveloping the project I grew up an area at a time. This got me Googling my old court house. It was still intact, but the court beside ours was redeveloped with a condo/low income own-to-buy.

I got to thinking about our next house, a small bungalow. It hadn’t change much except a separate side entrance to upstairs and an influence big ass tree in the front desperately requiring trimming.

It is sometimes good to look at the old neighborhood where one grew up or lived in; however, one can never really go back. I know. I tried it once or twice. It never truly felt the same. Years ago, I met an old childhood friend, who before he moved away was one of my closest friends. The two visits we had were good visits, but we never truly connected on the level we once shared. We were older and we went on to live different lives which we never shared. Time moves on and people change. It’s that simple. We were no longer kids with childhood issues such as getting through school. We were adults trying to etch out our careers and to find someone to share our lives with (Well, he was anyway. I wasn’t dating, nor wanting to). Long story short, we were heading down different paths.

I learned then that one can never go back no matter how much one would like.
— Robert Confiant 19 February 2019

Letting the sun shine in

The truth be told, “I wrote this on the way home from work last night.”

“Let the sun shine, let the sun shine, the sun shine in.

Let the sun shine, let the sun shine, the sun shine in.

Let the sun shine, let the sun shine, the sun shine in.”

Aquarius – The 5th Dimension 

It still sunny! It’s almost 5:30 PST and it is still sunny. 

What a glorious feeling! With all the snow the last few days, it feels good. My spirit is soaring with delight. It was a sunny day most of today and my mood brightened with the rays of sunshine pouring over me. Even though I work in doors, I took some time to absorb some rays; this put me in a good mood. It’s quite a chance from the last few days.

The past few days made me feel blue. I hadn’t realized it because I’ve been so busy at work. Until today, the sunny disposition I felt shed light on how blue I was feeling. I am not a fan of snow and now I know this fact definitively. My eyes are wide open to the fact that winter puts me in a Seasonal Affect Disorder (SAD) mood. I have a light for SAD, but I haven’t used it much this winter. In hindsight, I think I made a bad decision in not using my lamp more this winter.

—Robert Confiant 14 February 2018

A better commute this morning

The SkyTrain was slow this morning; apparently, they are driving them manually (the system is automated and the snow keeps triggering the sensors; thus, the trains shut down? So, the train system is being overridden and the trains are being driven manually.

The roads; however, are clear of snow, so the buses are running well. Although, the drivers a driving more cautiously, i.e., more slowly. I am making okay time though. I may be a little bit late. It can’t be helped. I leave early as it is. I cannot leave much earlier than I already do without getting up an hour or two earlier than I already am.

I do the best I can there are only two or three buses earlier than the one I take. I can’t walk to the SkyTrain station in this weather; most of the sidewalks are not shoveled.

It seems I, like Vancouver, don’t do well in snow.
— Robert Confiant 13 February 2019