Oh my God!
We did it!
After two and a half years and 942 blog posts I have miraculously reached 50,000 views on phicklephilly!!!
This is the best Christmas gift that I could have imagined this holiday season.
When I started this I never thought it would reach such heights. I didn’t even know what I was doing. I just wanted to create again after not writing for over 10 years.
I was inspired by a lovely, charming waitress and a guy I worked with who said I should write about all of the ladies in my life.
It started out once a week on Mondays. I wrote about a waitress I was infatuated with at the time. (See: Maria – Amor En Vano)
Maria has become my muse and the ongoing inspiration for this blog.
The best part of that relationship is that we’re friends but rarely hang out. There’s no romantic connection and that’s what keeps it healthy. I could never get involved with her because we live in two different worlds.
When I see Maria, it’s the very best of Maria. I don’t ever experience the other aspects of her life. I’m sure they are extremely challenging for my muse. Life is complicated and confounding to my muse as she navigates the minefield of her life in the service industry and her romantic entanglements.
She has limitless value to me, but I never experience the darker aspects of her life.
It may seem one-sided but that’s how it’s best suited for our current relationship. She lives her life and I live mine. Completely different. I never see her struggles. I only hear about them.
Granted, I’m always available to help her in any way I can and I’m willing to help her in any way I can.
But for the most part when I see her it’s “Greatest Hits.”
I’ll be spending Christmas day going through all of my contacts to try to find her a marketing gig at an agency somewhere in the city.
I want to do it. I want my muse to be happy and successful. She’s been through too much. I have very little invested in her. But her presence has been the trigger that ignited this blog so I must honor her.
Maria needs to do nothing.
The train that is phicklephilly is already rolling down the track and has been for the last two years. (27,000 visitors and 50,000 views!)
She’s my inspiration! I have to help her!
The beauty of all of this is for once the muse doesn’t become the girlfriend. That’s where the problems always start.
I’m in a better place than I’ve ever been and my creative work continues to flourish. Whatever was inspired two years ago worked!
I remember when I created the first skeleton of phicklephilly I had no clue what I was doing or where I was going. I knew I had to start dating again, (Ugh) and knew I needed content.
I created the blog and that was a huge first step. But actually, that’s the easy part.
You can sign up for any writing site on the internet and they’ll pretty much effortlessly walk you through it.
What it really comes down to after that is up to you.
I created phicklephilly in July of 2016.
I never wrote a word until September.
The whole summer went by with me having a blog and not doing anything about it. Pretty much a bit more of what I’d done for the last 10 years.
I asked myself, “Is this going to be another thing you talk about with people you know at lunch and over drinks and never do?
I paused and thought about Maria. A beautiful, sweet woman from humble beginnings like myself, that was self-made. A woman who told herself that she was determined to get her marketing degree and rise above her current vocation.
Am I going to write and create again, or am I just going to talk about it over beers with a bunch of people and never do it?
That would be easy and dumb.
I know people who are far better than me in regard to the written word.
I discussed what I was going to do. They said I had inspired them to write again too.
Here’s the difference.
They are stuck in their lives and will NEVER take pen to paper ever again.
That’s fine. It has no effect on my life. But I needed to evolve and start creating again. I’ve done art. I’ve done music. Writing should be easy if I just put my mind to it.
Anyone who is reading this who writes knows it’s not easy.
You have to find your space and be alone and bang out a 1000 words about whatever. Fuck writers block. You just have to be alone and create. You do it every day and crank out the art.
Like a ballerina, she takes classes every day. My father once said, if you want to be a painter, go paint every day. Well I like to create and I write everyday.
I was chatting with my sister Gabrielle at the holiday party on Sunday, and I was telling her about what’s coming out in 2019.
“How do you have the time to come up with so much material and stories to have it come out everyday, twice a day?”
“I like to work and be busy, but in my down time instead of sitting around or blowing money doing anything else, I write. When I’m off I edit or create. It’s not hard if you put your mind to it.”
Nothing’s hard if you put your mind to it.
That’s how everything has been accomplished in the world.
Most people just go to work and then do a bunch of other things that don’t evolve them and they wonder why they’re going nowhere or attach themselves to things they think will make them happy but it’s all a fail.
Put something on Earth that wasn’t here before you got here.
Tell your story.
If you’re serious you’ll do it.
If you want my help. I’ll help you.
Everybody needs a mentor.
Happy Holidays! Thank you one and all for all the views and comments and follows. phicklephilly has grown beyond anything I could have imagined.
Thank you, Maria for your inspiration!
I’m going to try to write this damn thing until the day I die.
I hope you all enjoy all of the new aspects I’ve added in 2019.
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