Sliding down to the last few days of 2011, most of us are already busy setting goals and pinning our hopes on 2012. If it weren’t for that pesky Mayan Apocalypse prediction, I’d be a whole lot more goal-oriented.
First, I will admit that I watch a lot more pop science TV than I should. H2 and I are buddies. Plus, I watch it while I’m in bed trying to fall asleep, which they say is terrible for your beauty rest. So I wake up in the morning with all these apocalyptic doomsday scenarios running through my head.
If the giant asteroid doesn’t do us in, the Mayans will. They seemed to have had a fondness for dark caves and human sacrifice. Which, if you think about it, sounds a lot like the writing life.
Every time I sit before the keyboard, my mind descends into a deep dark place. Shadows (which look a lot like household chores) beckon me. Ah, but I am on a mission, a mission to write my greatest work yet.
All I need to do is lie down on this big slab of rock in the middle of the cave.
Oh wait, that’s an altar. And I’m about to have my innards ripped out. The Mayans were right!
I yell for help, but the feathered spectres around me just laugh at my bed hair. And one has a big fat knife.
Oh no–the biggest sacrifice I can make is wrenched from me, held high for all the world to see.
Words. Thousands of them. All rushing upward to change the world.
Just in case the Mayan prediction is true, I had better write as fast and hard as I can. My goal for 2012? I am so done watching H2 TV as a sleep aid.
First, I will admit that I watch a lot more pop science TV than I should. H2 and I are buddies. Plus, I watch it while I’m in bed trying to fall asleep, which they say is terrible for your beauty rest. So I wake up in the morning with all these apocalyptic doomsday scenarios running through my head.
If the giant asteroid doesn’t do us in, the Mayans will. They seemed to have had a fondness for dark caves and human sacrifice. Which, if you think about it, sounds a lot like the writing life.
Every time I sit before the keyboard, my mind descends into a deep dark place. Shadows (which look a lot like household chores) beckon me. Ah, but I am on a mission, a mission to write my greatest work yet.
All I need to do is lie down on this big slab of rock in the middle of the cave.
Oh wait, that’s an altar. And I’m about to have my innards ripped out. The Mayans were right!
I yell for help, but the feathered spectres around me just laugh at my bed hair. And one has a big fat knife.
Oh no–the biggest sacrifice I can make is wrenched from me, held high for all the world to see.
Words. Thousands of them. All rushing upward to change the world.
Just in case the Mayan prediction is true, I had better write as fast and hard as I can. My goal for 2012? I am so done watching H2 TV as a sleep aid.
You are so funny, Linda! I love this blog. 🙂
I don’t worry about the Mayan predictions for this coming year, because the Bible tells us that the earth will always be here. After the seven year tribulation (which will be marked by the peace treaty with Israel), God will judge everyone, and then purify the earth and make it paradise again. But the earth will never cease to exist. The Bible tells us that God will move His home (the New Jerusalem) here to earth and dwell among His people. Yes, we may see some scary things before the return of Christ, but God is faithful and will take care of his children. So the next time someone tries to scare you with Mayan predictions, tell them to go read Revelation 😉
That’s probably why they show “seven Signs of the Apocalypse” right after the Mayans. 🙂 Linda