I was listening to a preview of
Jon Acuff's new podcast--actually it was episode zero--and he spoke on regrets. Not necessarily regrets on what one hasn't done, but even regrets on things one has done.
I look back on my life and, my oh my, I have plenty that fit in either category.
I regret comments I made to someone or about someone.
I regret doing the stupid things I had done.
I regret the poor financial decisions I made.
I regret not pursuing indie publishing sooner.
I regret not writing more short stories and sending them to short story markets.
I regret not speaking with my future wife much sooner than what I did--yes, I was a big chicken.
I regret . . . I regret . . . I regret . . .
Now, of all these regrets, I cannot change them. All I can do is learn from them, the mistakes (if they were), and move on. Too many people hold themselves back by their regrets, emotionally, mentally, physically.
Learn.
Move on.
I am nearing the end of
Training Grounds. I am currently at 21,500 words. How much more, I don't know. For a sneak peak, here's the cover:
Starting tomorrow, I am also starting a new segment on this blog: the story of the week. This will feature a story I have written, to provide links on where it's sold--I do have two free stories on my blog too, so I might link there as well--and maybe give a little story about it. Should be fun.