Dear God

I'm fighting hard to stay positive here, God.

Not working real well right now. Weeping at work is not really an acceptable practice.

You'd think that having everyone around me being supportive and agreeing that I'm getting the shaft would make me feel better, but instead I'm overwhelmed.

I spend all this time detailing what I do, everyone agreeing that my contribution is invaluable and what happens -- it's makes no difference at all. That's so much crap.

I thought that this job was it -- so perfect, people I love and who love me, the work that uses all my skills. And now that's gone.

It's more than the money here, Lord (although I'd appreciate the help in that department, too). It's about me. I felt needed, appreciated and I made a contribution toward doing good. And now... It doesn't matter. All of those things are true and it doesn't matter.

Damn.

I really need to be able to handle this without weeping, 'cuz that's so not good.

I'm keeping faith, really I am. I just... am a little lost right now.

I am, yours in hope,

Partly

Blogs, blogs, everywhere....

Blogs, blogs, everywhere and still no place to write.

I’m a writer. I want to be an author. I’ve been dabbling in this whole writing thing for more years than I care to admit. I’ve never buckled down and worked at it hard enough to see if I can actually get anywhere with it.

This blog is my attempt to meet my writing goals and share some thoughts on what I working one and thinking about.

I’ll talk about things close to my heart: writing, faith and life in general. Oh, I’ll also obsess over what every my current love – usually television, movie or fiction related.

Feel free to chat back!