Age (n): 1. the length of time during which a being or thing has existed; length of life or existence to the time spoken of or referred to: trees of unknown age; His age is 20 years.
Alex J. Cavanaugh for hosting each first Wednesday of every month, the Insecure Writer's Support Group (IWSG), where writers post their doubts, concerns and insecurities without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Others offer assistance and guidance in the comments. This is what I call "the safe zone". (I just made that up)
For a full list of participants click here and hop on over to offer words of encouragement and/or assistance.
This month for me is aging. I'm in my mid thirties (ok, just over the mid) and I do not feel old, in fact, if I dress right and do my hair up, I can pass for early 20's - or people are just being kind. But lately I feel like time is running out a bit too fast. I wish I could have started my writing career earlier. I have so many ideas and stories I want to share, I keep hoping I have enough time to share them.
Am I going through something everyone experiences when life seems good and too short?
Then, my feelings turn into panic and asking myself "what if" questions. I told the hubby where to find my fifty or so passwords for different sites I belong to, should something happen. I told him he has to make sure my current work is finished, and published (even if he has to finish it himself).
I think this has a lot to do with me listening to the news. You just never know when something can happen, and you loose it all. For example yesterday, there was a story on CNN of a bus driver in a freak accident that killed him.
Now I don't apply this to everyday life, just writing and being able to accomplish what I'm striving for. Having enough time to reach my goals, because I want to reach them so, so badly.
Do you feel like time is slipping through your fingers? What are your insecurities this month?