Five Star Blog Roundup 444: Five Great Posts and a Sam Sykes Quote
This week's roundup of great blog posts is brought to you by exhaustion, a cross-cultural friendship, dry spells and rain, living meaningfully, imposter syndrome, and a Sam Sykes quote:
A writing career is like a pangolin driving a semi truck through a taco bell. Everyone is very impressed, but no one stops to think how many fortunes had to align to make that happen.
— Sam Sykes —
“Day Thirteen” by Andrea Corrona Jenkins at Hula Seventy:
the problem is that I wait until the end of the day to begin writing. when I am feeling pretty much all used up and my eyes are bleary from editing and my brain is weary from thinking and my body is tired from living.
“The Other Side Of Ali: What It Means To Be A Muslim” by Jon Katz at Bedlam Farm Journal:
We loved each other right away, two kindred spirits on the same road. We just started working together to help the soccer kids and the refugees and immigrants in trouble. I think the Gods guided us to one another, and so does he.
“Concerning Craft: To the Writer Who Is Not Writing” by Alicia Mountain at Little Patuxent Review:
Of course, this isn’t the first time you’ve hit a dry spell, but it hasn’t gone on this long before. You’re wondering when the rain will come, if it ever will.
I’m writing to tell you that this is the rain.
“Claw Marks” by Jenna Woginrich at Cold Antler Farm:
I worry so much about the keeping of this place. But I worry because of mornings like this and the life I created and how the holding onto it means more than anything I know. But I wanted to share that this morning I woke up to this intense anxiety that September has arrived and I have no firewood, a stove in need of repair, and am still earning summer mortgage payments - but you know what? I only have that panic because of mornings like this. Because it fuels every day with worth and meaning and deeds that give a human being a reason to wake up and keep trying.
“The Mask” by Denise Gainey at The View from Here:
The more I thought about this dream the more it made me take a deeper look inside. Even now at fifty-five, even after so many years of working to better myself, even after fifteen years of very happy marriage, even after so many wonderful things have happened in my life and my career, I feel like an imposter waiting for the other shoe to drop. I feel like the fraud who is waiting for the crowd to realize that I have no clue what I’m doing. Perhaps it’s also that I don’t feel I deserve the good things that have come my way. Such an incredibly frustrating feeling.
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