Yep, you guessed it, moany post alert! I haven’t had one for a while so I figure I’m due one.
Keeping going with this writing stuff hasn’t got any easier I’m afraid. I’ve stoppped thinking of climbing Everest. I’m now thinking in terms of Ngauruhoe. This is a mountain in NZ – for all you LOTR fans out there, it’s Mt Doom. Which is a very appropriate title.
Why the change? Well, with Everest if you have the right equipment and skill level, and the weather is on your side, you can get to the top. I admit that in my forays up Everest my skill wasn’t great, nor my equipment the best. But then you don’t know these things until you fall off. The other thing I needed was the weather but somehow or other, the right combination of skill, equipment and weather has never lined up favourably for me. However, the thing about Everest is that I mostly enjoyed climbing it.
But I’m not these days which is why it feels like I’m climbing Ngauruhoe instead. This is a mountain comprised totally of shale. Climbing it is like climbing a massive sand dune. One step up, two steps back. There’s no joy in climbing it (at least, when I actually did climb it years ago, I hated every moment of it), because all you do is trudge and keep trudging. What you need to get to the top is dogged determination and the belief you can do it.
And that’s what I’m struggling to find. Dogged determination and self belief. One step forward is always accompanied by two steps back. It’s dispiriting.Which makes it hard to keep going. What’s the point when no matter how hard you climb, you don’t get any higher?
So, what do you all do when you’re feeling this way? Got any tips for me? God knows I could use ’em! 🙂