Wisdom is knowing what to do next; virtue is doing it. 

~David Star Jordan

Happy Monday. 

You should be reading the first few words of a well articulated thought right now; the first few crumbs today, the entire trail taking us all the way until Friday.

You are not and will not be following any trail.  At least not yet.

I planned to break a string of ideas into sequential posts, each adding hue to the overall picture of what I’d love to draw from Writer Dad.  

The first post was scheduled for today.

This has been my plan for each of the last five Mondays.

I haven’t even started.

Every week, something else to work on.  Valid excuses, forever in reach.  

It would be easy to swear I did my best, but I didn’t.  The whisper was there, and I did not command his  silence.  You know the voice.  We all have one.  Mine tells me to check my email, or my analytics… or my email (it’s been five minutes after all).

If I massed my misspent minutes, I’d gather more than enough to write the words you should be reading now.

Check your email…

Typically, I’m not a procrastinator.  I do my share, but for me it’s like social drinking.  When I do procrastinate, I give a hundred percent. 

Check your analytics.  It’s been two days….

When I delay, it’s often with purpose.  My novel needs a steady hand and sustained silence to rise to it’s potential.  I couldn’t toggle it and Writer Dad.  I put it off, and will continue to do so, at least until other projects are breathing. 

Check your email…

Procrastination on the looming post was legitimate.  The blog was growing fast, changing week to week; I had to stay patient, while paying attention.

Postponement was prudent, but it’s time to jingle my keys.  

I’ll start today.  You can read the first part here in exactly one week.

Check your reader….

I’m not disappointed it isn’t started.  It’s my nature to sprint before gun splits silence.  

Daisy’s taught me patience.  She’ll follow me anywhere, but sometimes asks that I wait.  

I’m sure the post will be immeasurably better for its month or so of marinade.

However, it’s important to be accountable, even if only to ourselves.  

Credibility is important.  When our behavior doesn’t chase our verbiage, then our words are air inside a leaking balloon.  

If I say something, I mean it.  When I write it, I mean it even more.

No excuses.  Next Monday, Writer Dad: My Big Long Post.

Check your email…

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