It is Time

In retrospect, I once had plenty of time. I think it is becoming scarce, but I don’t know that with certainty. I know I am not going to live as many years as I have lived. There is a tension to this. Sadness, a little fear. Productive.

I have always been one for deadlines. They motivate me. I don’t like to pass them by.

This year, not for the first time, I have called the year of the book. It is my plan to finish and publish my first one.

Other years, deadlines didn’t have a ring of finality to them. Now they do. This deadline is on my bucket list.

Time, a simple truth, elegant in its push for results. Or maybe a better word, efficient.

Efficient appears elegant to me. Why? Mostly because efficiencies have avoided my grasp. It is time for changing this.

It is time that is changing this. Time’s fuel indicator is below half. It instructs loudly, “Do it now.”

Why? Because I have a voice unheard that begs for rememberance.

A voice that found purpose, a connecting voice. Through it I prosper in flesh and spirit.

I am almost out of time outs and official reviews.

It is time.


13 thoughts on “It is Time

  1. Carole Webber April 17, 2014 / 11:13 am

    How will we ever handle all your expected efficiency

    • fictionfitz April 17, 2014 / 3:06 pm

      Build book shelves and they will come

  2. Dewey Peterson April 17, 2014 / 1:02 pm

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    Robert. A rather TOO Realistic Post ! Dewey

    • fictionfitz April 17, 2014 / 3:05 pm

      Sad, but true…. and stimulating.

  3. joannwentzel April 17, 2014 / 2:39 pm

    So what kind of book is in the works?

    • fictionfitz April 17, 2014 / 3:04 pm

      I have for several years written a monthly column of reflections and the book will attempt to tie them together as a memoir of my experiences and reflections in NH.

      • joannwentzel April 17, 2014 / 3:12 pm

        Sounds wonderful-best of luck

  4. niasunset April 18, 2014 / 2:56 am

    Writing is another way of life…and meaning of life too… for me 🙂 so you are doing great and best of luck, dear Robert. It is time to write now… Angels, muses and the sun be with you always, love, nia

    • fictionfitz April 18, 2014 / 6:37 am

      Thanks Nia, at least one of those is with me this morning. And winter might be finally departing. April is a peculiar month in NH. How is it where you are?

      • niasunset April 18, 2014 / 8:31 am

        You are welcome, I am in Istanbuş and today it is raining and cold… as if spring disappeared 🙂 Have a nice weekend, love, nia

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