Fix It

frostThe hardest promises to keep are the ones you make to yourself. You can’t blame anyone else for breaking it—if you do, you are punishing yourself twice over. Just a few days into the year, and find myself running dry of words, how am I going to keep this blog running? Since I wasn’t keen on doing either, I looked up remedies to overcome writers block, and I was left wondering what kind of ‘block’ I fit into, when this one line caught my eye.

Your outline has a major flaw and you just won’t admit it. You can’t get from A to C, because B makes no sense. The characters won’t do the things that B requires them to do, without breaking character. Or the logic of the story just won’t work with B. If this is the case, you already know it, and it’s just a matter of attacking your outline with a hacksaw….
…There’s nothing wrong with taking a slight detour, or going off on a tangent, and seeing what happens. Maybe you’ll find a cooler transition between those two moments, maybe you’ll figure out where your story really needs to go next. And most likely, there’s something that needs to happen with your characters at this point in the story, and you haven’t hit on it yet. (Read the complete post here)

And it got me thinking. Why do we struggle with detours? Change is inevitable and as much as we like the predictable, we’d never know what we’re made of if we’re never tested! Sure, we have everything we need to sail through our life today, but we always run the risk of becoming co-dependent in our independence. So when someone asks you the Selene Gomez questions in life, you need to have an answer for yourself, no one else…

Who’s gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning?
Who’s gonna rock you when the sun won’t let you sleep?
Who’s waking up to drive you home when you’re drunk and all alone?
Who’s gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning?
It ain’t me

When you have no one, it has to just be only you!

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Look And Leap

leapFor a really long time, I found myself in a limbo. I was nowhere close the person I planned to be when I was young. Yet, I like what I’ve become—the blood, the sweat, the tears, the bruises and wounds, I wear them with humility. It’s really easy to yearn to be something we’re not, but let’s face it—most of us don’t know how to reach the pedestals we created for our coveted selves. These castles in the air need solid steps to reach to. And these are more like escalators; you can only go one way. When you fall off somewhere, you’ll never come back to where you were. And that is the trick to being content, you make do with where you land. If you are lucky, you’ll have someone to tell you that you are perfect the way you are, with all your flaws and shortcomings. If you are luckier, you’ll figure it out for yourself!

“Something Just Like This”
(The Chainsmokers with Coldplay)

I’ve been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
Achilles and his gold
Hercules and his gifts
Spiderman’s control
And Batman with his fists
And clearly I don’t see myself upon that list

But she said, “Where d’you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts.
Some superhero,
Some fairytale bliss.
Just something I can turn to.
Somebody I can kiss.
I want something just like this.”

Oh, I want something just like this
I want something just like this

I’ve been reading books of old
The legends and the myths
The testaments they told
The moon and its eclipse
And Superman unrolls
A suit before he lifts
But I’m not the kind of person that it fits

She said, “Where d’you wanna go?
How much you wanna risk?
I’m not looking for somebody
With some superhuman gifts.
Some superhero,
Some fairytale bliss.
Just something I can turn to.
Somebody I can miss.
I want something just like this.
I want something just like this.”