My husband shares your love of the "pond". He writes (beautifully), enjoys his workshop (carpentry), tinkers with his guitar. He loves when people read his stories, a handful of people. I have an obsessive nature and I aim for the "lake." As an incurable workaholic I also know that the more I do, the more I can do... when your graal is writing, these are dangerous waters, anxiety lurks. But it's OK, I do it for myself, first of all, my personal pond.
I think I've always aimed for the lake, if I'm being honest, because I think to me that has equated to being self-sustaining, and being able to write for a living vs. juggle a day job + the pursuit of writing (which is all I've known thus far).
The metaphorical ocean scares the hell out of me haha.
My husband shares your love of the "pond". He writes (beautifully), enjoys his workshop (carpentry), tinkers with his guitar. He loves when people read his stories, a handful of people. I have an obsessive nature and I aim for the "lake." As an incurable workaholic I also know that the more I do, the more I can do... when your graal is writing, these are dangerous waters, anxiety lurks. But it's OK, I do it for myself, first of all, my personal pond.
I love your little puddle of creativity. I'm joking about the puddle part. It's a gorgeous pond!
I am also glad you chose love!
ocean dreams with puddle skills...
I think I've always aimed for the lake, if I'm being honest, because I think to me that has equated to being self-sustaining, and being able to write for a living vs. juggle a day job + the pursuit of writing (which is all I've known thus far).
The metaphorical ocean scares the hell out of me haha.