Sunday, October 14, 2018

When the devil comes and knocks on my head...

'Cause I'm not like you, I'm immune, I'm immune,
Say it over and over until it comes true...
 - "Pop Culture" by Icon for Hire

...You bet I'll bleed,
So invincible maybe not quite true
I keep saying it til it gets through...
 - "Invincible" by Icon For Hire

"Keep the change, let's move on out:
last day's ain't what life's about."
I'll race him to his vessel instead.

 - "How To Know You're Living Right,"  19 May 2013

I don't have a bucket list.

That's not to say I don't have things I want to do, but I'm not saving them up. People who make bucket lists are saving up things they want to do but haven't done yet, want to take the time but haven't taken it yet.

I'm not saying I don't have things I want to do.

I'm saying I have things that I'm living for, striving for. I don't have a list of things I need/want/should/ought to do before I "kick the bucket," so to speak. When I record my writing ideas, it's not a list of stories that I want to write "someday," it's a list of stories I want to see written, eventually.

A bucket list is personal. My prompts are public.

That's not to say I release them to the moment I come up with them. No, I will squirrel them away for a dry spell. But all of my material, polished or raw, has a dead man's timer on it (not the most polite turn of phrase, but certainly relevant). You can't put a dead man's timer on an experience; if you yourself don't feel it, "passing on" the desire to do it to another isn't a thing.

I write stories that I want to read.

Sure, there are plenty of other pens out there who could do a better job than I. And they'll have their chance after I've taken my turn, if they want it. or after my timer experies, whichever comes first.

In the meantime, I'll try to keep living like I mean it, or as Icon goes on to say, "acting like I can do/whatever the heck I put my mind to."