The Maze (And some other meandering thoughts)

Editing is like a maze. You know where you begin and the center is the ending, that final finished product. It's navigating the black lines in between that's rough. I mean, you're literally staring at black and white and trying to figure out where everything is going. There's no guarantee either that the first route you take is going to get you to the end. In fact, you're way more likely to end up with shreds of eraser marks all over the page into which you have finally rubbed a whole. 
But enough with the corny metaphors. Basically, I haven't written in a while. As soon as I was done with my creative writing class for the semester I had to stop writing and start studying for finals, which thankfully are done. When I had to put down my pen I promised myself that I would spend winter break writing and editing and creating really good pieces. Unfortunately I've done nothing yet. Part of it is pulling myself out of the lethargy of break. Part of it is creating new excuses and discarding them one by one. And a big part of this block is the comments that my professor gave me this past semester on parts of Guardians. It's amazing getting her feedback, she had some really good advice. And I should be really excited to work with her advice and make my story better. Instead though, I'm doing what I always to: putting off the inevitable and blogging about how hard things are. The problem with being a creature of habit is that quite like my frequent use of cliches, it starts to get annoying. Oftentimes these posts not only serve as an outlet for me to share my thoughts but also to motivate me. There's something about publicly posting your intentions online that make you realize that you are accountable for them.
It's New Year's Day and I guess we're supposed to be making resolutions. Funnily enough, one of the only corny things I don't do is reflect on my year and set new goals for myself. Instead, I take the corniness on step further and decide that every day can be my New Year's and any moment is a good one for reflection. I mean, look at this blog. But today is the one legitimate day that I can fully indulge in introspection so I might as well. This past year has been interesting for my writing. I went public with this blog, shifted from poetry to prose, finished my baby (that would be the hopefully one day published novel) and got into a creative writing class at an amazing college. It's been good, it really has. And looking back I realize all that I've done and all that I should be proud of. There's still a long way to do but at least I've done SOMETHING this year instead of just dreaming. Well I might not have done enough I have been working and now it's time to get a new piece of paper and reenter the maze,
Happy New Year's