The Snowflake Chronicles

Comfort Zone

I have heard it said, and don’t ask me where, that to succeed I needs to get out of their comfort zone. If I knew what my comfort zone was I would get out of it, the problem is that for the past few years I’ve been so far beyond my comfort zone that it’s lost in the wilderness. In most cases I don’t know what my comfort zone is any more. If I do get comfortable in a situation, then God says move, and something pushes me out of the comfort zone I’ve entered. This is what’s going on now, I got comfortable in a specific way and genre of writing and now I have to move beyond

I am working on personal essays, flash fiction and other ways of writing. Some of my flash fiction appears to have romantic suggestions, which is odd since I don’t read or even particularly like romance novels or stories. If a book or story is science fiction or fantasy and has romance in it then I don’t mind the romance, but the romance genre itself just isn’t my cup of coffee. When I first begin reading novels, I did read romance, but then I found H.P. Lovecraft and Edgar Allen Poe. I fell in love with Lovecraft’s and Poe’s work, after that left the romance novels behind.

To get back to my comfort zone, which both Lovecraft and Poe may have something to do with, because their work isn’t particularly comfortable to read. There are a few things in my past and childhood that still don’t like to write about, but not very many. I think what I’ll do is write about the things in my past I don’t like to write about in some short stories or poems. I might even put some of them in this blog in the near future.

(13 Baha 16e B.E.)