firecrafter
He is a very practical man. Never pursuing work for the sheer joy of work, he'd only put his hands to a task with a mind to get some quantifiable benefit out of that.
This created a pitfall in his life. When he finally reached a long moment of financial comfort, he became aimless.
He says he wants to express himself more creatively, but isn't disciplined in the methods to express himself.
He keeps pursuing other activities that eat away at the little time he has available to move his writing forward.
His Inner Imp wants him to get in trouble, to find him a war, so he can do nothing other than fight for it and win.
That is an escape. This instead is the true fight. To find the activity that feels rewarding, to be focused in it long enough to reap the rewards and achieve some measure of mastery.
To finally quit being a fireman and instead become a craftsman.
Everything feels like it's falling short.
This created a pitfall in his life. When he finally reached a long moment of financial comfort, he became aimless.
He says he wants to express himself more creatively, but isn't disciplined in the methods to express himself.
He keeps pursuing other activities that eat away at the little time he has available to move his writing forward.
His Inner Imp wants him to get in trouble, to find him a war, so he can do nothing other than fight for it and win.
That is an escape. This instead is the true fight. To find the activity that feels rewarding, to be focused in it long enough to reap the rewards and achieve some measure of mastery.
To finally quit being a fireman and instead become a craftsman.
Everything feels like it's falling short.