As the end of the year approaches, I naturally
start thinking about what I’ve been able to do. And although it can initially
sound like it was very productive as there were at least thirty texts every
month, I have my doubts whether that really bears any significant result in my
personal development.
I don’t know how to perceive time. Is a month
too much time? When I look back I’ve postponed activities for several months, so it feels like an awful amount
of wasted time. But at the same time, I’ve got a bazillion of ideas in just a
few months. But shouldn’t I be able
to do so much more with my time?
A whole year
has passed and I just got a few characters and ideas. Hell, I could have
written a whole book (though weighing all my final files of every month, I’ve
got hundreds of pages alright).
It’s strange that I look back and in one month
I got happy with the fact I had it decided I’d place the story in a north and
south division, and that was pretty much it for the month about it. By this
time last year I just had the Fire Ensemble assembled, and now I have four
reigns and their place on this map is almost fine with the quintessential
representation.
The doubts and impediments of the Q.Rule must
be taken in account when weighing time. After all, I have to be really careful
about this thing, and maybe this slow brickwork will pay off someday, because even
if I do the smallest bit of advance each month, with the sum of several years I
will have some precious amount of work here. I have to be patient.
