I am a fan of a writer named Bill Kenower. His book, Fearless Writing, has been a real find. I’m almost 25,000 words into a novel I didn’t think I’d ever start, because Bill’s book convinced me I should stop treating that part of my soul that wants to be a writer like the enemy, or a fraud, or a sucky loser. I need to befriend myself.

Bill is also a generous writer, in that he posts and appears frequently in social media. Here’s a favorite recent post: Simple Solution

I love this part especially:

“I’ve already tried and tried to fix myself, and nothing’s worked. I want to give up – but then I must choose what to give up: living or fixing. The moment I give up fixing, living gets much simpler.”

To which I commented:

Yessss! Just yesterday it occurred to me how fixated I am on solving problems. I have a desperate need for resolution, so I can get back to same ole’, same ole’, where I am at least temporarily comfortable. This often leads to feelings of ineptitude, powerlessness, failure. Giving up “resolution” or “solution” as the ultimate goal, and opening up to the ebb and flow, the up and down, the adventure; the good, the bad, the ugly, the Mystery, feels like a better way. “Not A mystery, mind you, THE Mystery. The one that can never be solved.” Tom Robbins

Here’s to the Mystery.
 
Happy sunny Sunday morning,
BuFoon Steve Gillard