tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443694176230284387.post2971264574380864588..comments2024-01-07T00:48:50.622-08:00Comments on A Writing Life: When Comfortable Doesn't Necessarily Mean HappyDurango Writerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14854000354374970070noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443694176230284387.post-78050619917657290222010-08-27T13:00:16.149-07:002010-08-27T13:00:16.149-07:00Mandy,
Just poking around on your blog and came a...Mandy,<br /><br />Just poking around on your blog and came across this. What an amazing coincidence! <br />Thanks for a great blog post!Allison Jamesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443694176230284387.post-67041349763722640262010-08-16T19:01:34.955-07:002010-08-16T19:01:34.955-07:00Transracial adoption of special needs kids has tak...Transracial adoption of special needs kids has taken me out of my comfort zone several times! ;-)Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17379242869926633275noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443694176230284387.post-3335569768375441942010-08-16T06:54:48.391-07:002010-08-16T06:54:48.391-07:00Hoo boy - I spend more time leaving comfort zones ...Hoo boy - I spend more time leaving comfort zones than enjoying them. The most recent was relocating from NYC back to Taos to pursue writing full time. (Next to impossible in New York, unless you don't care about sleep.) <br /><br />I had made contacts and friends, found a nice apartment I could afford, and learned how to live with 8 million other people - no small feat. But still, I knew that if my goal was to write full time, I'd have to leave all that and come back to where there's less opportunity/energy/best of everything, but more time and space. Because time and space are what writers need most. <br /><br />And I'm not worried. I've done this so many times now - leaped off the gangplank - that despite some jitters and temporary bouts of insecurity, I know it will work out. Always does.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443694176230284387.post-74933459877223894972010-08-15T17:27:06.280-07:002010-08-15T17:27:06.280-07:00After the death of my girlfriend in 2005, and afte...After the death of my girlfriend in 2005, and after years of struggling to "make it" artistically in Austin, TX, I finally threw my hands in the air and surrendered. Sold/gave away everything I owned except my guitar and a few clothes, found a job overseas, bought a ticket and said goodbye to all my friends. Only THEN was my cup empty enough to hold the blessings that would come showering down. Best thing I ever did in my life!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com