William Martin's Blog, page 6

Writing On

Our adventure continues to unfold, as all adventures do. We have both been feeling good, finally recovered from several bouts of “pre-school viruses” spread evenly through the family by granddaughter Emma. My writing has been progressing, a bit unevenly, but progressing. I am developing a new rhythm, one that is necessary for fiction writing and … Continue reading "Writing On"

The Writing Life

My time in the desert is continuing to work its exciting, uncomfortable, and transformative wonder. I am beginning to recover from several bouts of illness and depression that are, I think, essential components of a “desert experience.” The existential questions I have been considering have boiled down to: I know I am a writer and … Continue reading "The Writing Life"

Symptom Management

Living next door to my two year old granddaughter has been an enlightening experience. She is darling. She is sweet. She is delightful. And she is a walking germ factory. I had forgotten that the parents, and in this case grandparents as well, get to experience the wonder of the way children build healthy immune … Continue reading "Symptom Management"

Toxic Thinking

I am learning about depression from the inside. Despite its destructive and enervating qualities, the experience has fascinating aspects. I notice the physical nature of the process in a profound lack of energy, especially as the day turns into afternoon. Aspects of life that seem manageable in the morning gradually turn into major difficulties by … Continue reading "Toxic Thinking"

Resting in the Desert

The frenetic activity of the past four months has come to a halt and I am coming to terms with the stress and loss that my wandering path has brought about. Freedom, simplicity, and joy remain as the guiding current in the river of my life, but the stream has gone underground for the time … Continue reading "Resting in the Desert"

Blowing in the Wind

I’m sitting in the early morning darkness, snug and warm in my old Home on Wheels. It is parked beside my son’s house in Southern Arizona. In the two plus weeks we’ve owned it it has taken two trips – both to the dump station at the Circle K. We are getting to know my … Continue reading "Blowing in the Wind"

Tiny Houses and Small Choices

I have been presented with some interesting questions about our choice to purchase an old Winnebago Motor Home to be our residence. Most of the questions arise from the assumption that we are embarking on a “Recreational Vehicle” lifestyle. An increasing number of people, especially seniors, are turning to various styles of RV living because … Continue reading "Tiny Houses and Small Choices"

Depression

One difficulty of writing a blog is the way my conditioned mind will lock into a particular image of itself that it needs to present, then hijack my writing so that it conforms itself to that image. To be confused, unsure, afraid, or depressed is unacceptable to this conditioned part of my psyche and such … Continue reading "Depression"

This is Difficult

The new year is in its sixth day and I have, finally, come down with the cold/flu which mercifully held off until we completed most of our transition. We are now living in our new (15 years old) Home on Wheels. We are parked at my son’s home in southern Arizona and benefiting from his … Continue reading "This is Difficult"

Too Old?

All of my life I have struggled with a sinister voice within my brain that insists I am inadequate. Now that I am 74 years old, that voice has arisen with renewed energy, warning me that I am “too old,” and that it is time to preserve what little strength and resources remain to me. … Continue reading "Too Old?"