Okay, maybe not exactly this guy.  But you get the idea.(img: Roy Blumenthal)Okay, maybe not exactly this guy. But you get the idea.(img: Roy Blumenthal)

I don't know about you all, but I hate idea guys.  They come in two flavors:

  1. Here's an idea, it'd be great if you did all the work for me but I get a tiny amount of credit so I can claim that I did it all.
  2. I have these great ideas.  I'm not going to do a damn thing with them, but I'm going to constantly tell how great xidea is and how i'd do it if I had the money/time/effort/insert excuse here.

Some of you know these people and know them intimately.  Sadly, for me, one of them is a friend, and Katie (names mentioned aren't real) won't shut up about how wonderful her ideas are if she just had the time to do so.  Granted, not everyone can: my wife has to balance her comic work with taking care of her ill father.  Another relative, Adam has to juggle work and a billion other things as well - he barely has time to himself, much less other pursuits.  I myself have some novels good to go, but don't have the money just yet to get the covers that I would like to my satisfaction.  But it's only the first case where they sit in the morass of "I could, if...."

Those are damnable words.  Evil words.  Words that should be expunged from your dictionary like Sheepa LeBeef shouting "JUST DO IT!"

Because he's right.  In the end, only you are to blame for stalling.  There will always be obstacles, and there will always be challenges - but the old saying still holds true: nothing worthwhile is easy.

That's just how it goes.

So write, and write and write.  Today was the first day in weeks (you can ask BlueBastard for proof) that I stopped to do something for leisure and didn't spend any time writing (well, until this.)  My wife is always telling me I need to take a day for myself.  But I don't.  Because I constantly need to hone my craft, build it, tear it down and rebuild until I know exactly how the engine works, so I can build something better, grander and capable of standing the test of time.

We were not made to sit in a morass of mediocrity, yet too many of us do so.  We were made to reach for the higher ground, if only we would try.

Give it a shot.  What have you got to lose?