So I had an audacious goal of being able to write one short story a month in addition to making slow progress on my novel. That hasn’t exactly gone as planned. But I keep plucking away where I can. My current WIP is a dystopian short story, and I reread it after a long break away, and these couple of sentences stayed with me so I wanted to share the passage.
“Watching him, it became clear that this was a ritual to Tom. Elisa noticed how deliberate he was in his movements, and it dawned on her how even the simplest of actions could be one of revolution.”
As usual, I find messages to myself in my writing when I go back to it after a long time. And what an important message this one is in this day and age, and to me at this point in my life.
So often I find myself juggling the day-to-day obligations and living with my inner world and the larger circle of society at large. This can be a struggle, and frequently I fall into the trap of going on autopilot or I start feeling like certain things I have to do are a hassle. I know many others feel this way too, and in truth, our current society is designed to make us be this way. But our reality is a blending of the micro and macro. And how we set our intentions in our blending and in the actions we take determines so much of the experiences we have. And even the bleakest or most boring of moments can have meaning. Something as simple as doing the dishes can be an act of love or magic or meditation or even revolution. And there is something to be said for waiting until the time is right. Actively observing. The key word is active.
This is a lot of random musings, but I think this will be something I explore more in the coming months.