Some Thoughts

Borrowed Garfield image most likely attributed to Jim Davis 

July has been a very, very busy for me and I am glad that it is now August.  Aside from friends in the hospital, visiting doctors, training sessions, and other various meetings, my time to sit and write has all but vanished unless I give up sleep.  But, that's not what I really wanted to talk about on this post.

There are days when suddenly the world collides with me and I'm suddenly left with the need to be quiet and pensive and try to understand the world around me.  I've always wondered what other people are thinking at these times.  Am I the only one pondering universal truths, or are others sharing the same thoughts as a collective like Jung once theorized?

This past week I attended a funeral for a person that I had only met a few times, but I was there to support my friends.  I found myself crying during the service, though not because of my loss but because of the thoughts in my head about loss.  I pondered the death of my own family and things that need to be in place when I go to handle things.  I pondered my own death and how my family would react.  I figure these are typical thoughts and they've become all too common in my family these days.  But it has made me scared.

Now, to totally turn this in on my writing blog, we are seeing the beginning of a conflict within a story and the burgeoning of rising action.

But this has just been a very quick post so that everyone knows I'm still alive out here.