I went for years not finishing anything. Because, of course, when you finish something you can be judged. I have wanted to start a blog for a long time but there was always a reason not to. Who would read it? Would people hate my writing, my ideas, me? Even now I have begun I am battling with doubt and procrastinating instead of writing.

As Glee has beautifully put it, it begins with goodbye. However, we are not at the point of final goodbyes yet. We are at the point of anxious preparation, of endless to-do lists on paper and in our minds.

A Mingled Collection of Writings and other doodads by Brian T Carter. The Shut Window She shut the window upon hearing the scream. She knew what it was, who it was. There was nothing she could do. There was never anything she could do, not against him.

Much Water Under the Bridge. We vacationed in Hawaii, met the beautiful girl who will be our daughter-in-law and had the best time with our grand daughters. She was also eating poorly and had lost a tremendous amount of weight.

My third semester in MFA began last week and boy are my arms tired. In his excellent memoir of craft,. You must not come lightly to the blank page. And that idea of everything being all muddled up together is a sound one for a writer.

Smiling occasionally through the fug of doubt. There are many people out there who will call me a bit of a geek, and I am one of them. Without getting too introspective, I like to think of myself as a competent geek. Not competent at any particular skill within the pantheon of geekdom, but conversant in the noble arts enough to get by. I am no scientist, but I am an admirer of scientists. I cannot hope to win that most coveted of acade.