Christ Follower, Husband, Father, Writer
I got this off the internets – thank you internets.
Ever had the Pizza Hut P’Zone? If not I am super sorry. It was a delicious masterpiece of pizza-y goodness. You can get a decent calzone from just about any pizza place but the P”Zone was a zone I could easily get into.
Other zones? Not so much.
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<— THAT FACE.
That face completely sums up my feelings this morning when I woke up and realized that I broke the chain.
That’s right – I BROKE THE CHAIN!
I try writing every day – I am a firm believer in the Seinfeldian – DON’T BREAK THE CHAIN – train of thought.
In 2014 I frequently used the hashtag – #dontbreakthechain for motivation and encouragement to me fellow writers.
I am sitting here working on my goals for next year, something I neglected to do last year and as a result I drifted.
Going into 2014 I was filled with hope for getting back into comedy. I was excited by the prospect of getting back on a stage and the rush that accompanies the sound of laughter that I caused – inadvertently or not.
I missed that feeling – a lot, and had every intention of pursuing that feeling and everything that goes with it but I got sidetracked at the beginning of the year and it took me until almost August to see how far off track I had gotten.
Something that would not have happened had I had a plan – but not simply a plan but a written plan. A road map for where I wanted 2014 to take me or better, where I wanted to TAKE 2014.
Raising the flag at Iwo Jima
Hardly seems possible. The Wizard of OZ, Santa and the Tooth-fairy seem more likely than to say that 25 years ago today I was eating my first breakfast – having not slept for more than 24 hours – on Parris Island.
My Marnie adventure was just beginning and everything was moving so fast that I had little time to think. That’s not a bad thing – really.
My time in the Marines is a mixed bag of emotion for me.
On the one hand, I spent the required amount of time, overcame all the obstacles, met all the requirements necessary to become a Marine. I walked across the parade deck and was declared a “Marine”. That can never be taken away from me.
Whew! It has been a long time! I have had an odd couple of months.
I did my first open mic – in nearly 6 years – back in August at Side Splitters in Tampa. It’s a great club, close to home and they offer a lot of opportunities to new comics to get on a stage and work out their material.
I bombed!
My #dontbreakthechain calendar as it looked on 10 JUNE 214
**Editors Note**
I wrote this back in June so some of the numbers and dates are old but the sentiment is the same. I took me this long to pull the trigger on posting this because I had grown so comfortable with the My 500 crew and was hesitent – to say the least – about making any changes.
God Bless you All
MickHolt
Photo By: Abdillah Wicaksono (Creative Commons)
Not sure how or when it happened but I have out grown my own skin – though not in a “I am to heavy” kind of way, though I am too heavy. Maybe that is the wrong way to phrase it, it might be better to say I have grown to comfortable in my own skin – but no, that is still not really what I am thinking. I might just be too old, though in my experience once you reach a certain age – might be different for each person – is that you just don’t care anymore what anyone thinks about anything. So, I doubt that is what I mean either.
This is not working, let me give some background.
BY GRACE THROUGH FAITH
On Writing, Ideas, and Making a Difference
Daily Thoughts and Meditations as we journey together with our Lord.
For the last few years I have posted – near the end of December or sometimes early January – about the importance of setting GOALS for the upcoming year – you can check those out 
Mick Holt 