Much time away and I have little to say for myself except to say this: concentrating all of your energy on one goal neither guarantees that goal, nor lessens your longing to accomplish your other dreams.
The past where it belongs, my eyes are on the future. In two months, on the first weekend of August, I will be attending GenCon in Indianapolis for the second year in a row. I will be débuting my second novel Seeking Destiny and living my dream for four wonderful days. Conventions are my time to leave the world behind and exist completely in a universe all my making. I allow myself to silence the wearying concerns and nagging doubts of life in favor of simply living and being. Though the work is exhausting, conventions are a vacation for my soul.
How often do we allow ourselves to believe all things are possible, truly believe? How often do we consider tomorrow the concern of tomorrow and the moment the prize of today? How many times have we allowed ourselves to be free instead of only dreaming of it? Conventions are these things to me. They are the elixir that restores my essence.
In spite of the frantic preparation, long hours, lean sleep, and physical labor required to satisfy my desire to pour as much of myself into each event as possible... I live for this.
