It’s been said, the only constant thing in life is change. Some people embrace the rhythmic ebb and flow while others throw punches at the waves.
I’ve spent the better part of my life fighting the seasons and ringing out ideas until the last drops become blood. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve begun to recognize the pattern of my ways and ultimately this flaw of character. Basically, I am a champion at beating dead horses.
This woodworking blog and so many others need to be sent to the glue factory.
What started as a way to promote a now defunct business has became a non reciprocal confabulation. Writing this blog, feels to me now, as nothing more than an ego stroker.
Yes, I build a lot of things from wood and have been for some time, so do a lot of other people. There is nothing I can do that cannot be done by other capable and motivated persons. As my wrestling coach used to say, “No matter how good you are, there is always someone better, somewhere. Get better.”
You will not become a better woodworker, reading things on the internet. You must earn better, by the sweat of your labor, standing on the floor of your shop.
I will continue to work on increasing MY better, not only in the shop but in all parts of my life. Woodworking and creating are much to important to me to sacrafice them on the alter of public opinion.
My new found joy of writing will be introvertedly inscribed, indefinately.