as of late i feel like i'm being torn in a million different directions! i will liken it to a sort of tug-of-cait if u will. :) i've been sort of forced to take a break from lots of things and one of those things was work. i know i probably could be taking on more writing assignments at the moment but i had been spreading myself a bit thin up until his whole debacle and i think that while i'm physically having to take things easier i decided to not stress so much about the work front either. my main priority actually right now is to heal my leg and i want to do all i can to ensure my best odds for as full of a recovery as possible; that means this blasted right leg demands my focus for now. yes, bills and all that fun still are piling up, but even if this may sound very irresponsible i'm going to just try to push those worries to the back of my mind and think only of today.

at the same time i DO want to find something that i can still work on between PT and all so that so i feel like this down time has been productive in some way. i've then been mulling around various projects i'd like to channel my efforts. i have actually finished my second novel but am in the process of polishing that 'perfect' query letter to hopefully get a literary agent...but that is a lofty goal and who knows if that will ever work out. secondly i've been trying to do more cartoon endeavors and have been kicking around various ways to put that to use. between all of this i still feel directionless and unsure of what steps to take next. (haha...albeit steps with crutches!)

i still battle the niggling voice saying, "you're not doing anything, you're not moving towards a concrete goal" and that is both true and daunting. but i hope that in time a more definite aim will materialize and sometimes things have a surprising way of working out. so i will still keep putting my gimpy leg first, dabble in my various interests, and hold onto hope that things will be 'okay.'