Sunday, October 25, 2009

Time to Nut Up or Shut Up.

I have what my people call a high speed of particle flow. It basically means when I'm engaged in some activity, I go all Taz on it until it's done.

This is at once a terrific asset (work) and a terrible liability (relationships).

In direct contradiction to this, or maybe because of it, I do like to stop and chill. This can become a problem.

See, I'm about ready to move into the next phase of my life, which involves having my own family. Meanwhile, my existing family (particularly my parents) aren't exactly set for retirement at the moment. My mom was just telling me about this great program she's doing to improve her finances. She's trying to get debt-free and independent.

Also I do have a (relatively small) collection of debts myself.

Meanwhile I haven't been writing much lately. Even blogs like this. True, there's been a lot going on but my necessity to produce on what I consider my chosen career has been almost entirely submerged by the exigencies and passing excitements of life in general.

Hence the title of today's blog.

I'd like to be able to get both my mom and my stepdad totally clean slate and stable financially. Same thing for my lady-to-be, when she finally comes into my life (I've hopes she already has, but I've thought that before; hence the welter of scar tissue). And of course I want children, and I'll need to provide for them.

I've got plans in place for a number of projects, means to make money and improve my lot. But the most important one is the writing, and it's well past time I dusted that fucker off and used it. Because that's the one with the highest potential return.

This isn't some self-affirmation thing. I never really had any doubts I could make it. I just shied away from the work involved because I placed too high a value on being able to slack off. But frankly, if I don't do it now I may be well and truly fucked.

So yeah. It's time. I've said it before, but nothing kicks you in the pants like the fact that the fate of others, loved ones, may depend on you.