One of the hardest lessons I had to learn throughout my twenties was that I only had so much time to work on my creative projects. Rather than try to work on the twenty ideas competing for brain space in my head simultaneously, completing each only a little at a time, I had to pick just one or two to devote myself towards and complete.
I've done a pretty good job of it, throwing myself behind my two webcomics with the occasional dalliance here or there. But what that means is that there are still 18 other ideas rattling around my brain at any given moment wanting to get worked on.
And it's frustrating.
It's especially so when I find myself inspired and have a new fabulous twist to a project that I haven't worked on in years. I know I don't have time to complete it, but I know it's a great idea. At my disposal I have the tools, I have the ability, but I lack the actual time to get it done (or at least get it done right).
There are so many things like that it's kind of amazing. If you've ever wondered why I stopped producing short films, that's why. Or why I stopped working on my novel. Or why I stopped producing 3DO to Go. Or why I don't write as many articles as I used to. Or why I haven't tried starting a new convention.
I lack the time. And it's sad.
Clearly what needs to happen is that I need to find a way to win the Publisher's Clearing House so I can leave the workforce and just dedicate myself purely to my creative and artistic pursuits. Of course, I think what would happen then is that I'd just get super lazy and fill the extra time with more sleeping.
Because I need to get more sleep while I'm at it anyway...