holy crap, I mean, hello
How I deal with 14 weeks of not writing: I spend 14 weeks steadfastly ignoring anything that reminds me I'm not writing.
What I'm going to do now: go back to what I was trying for a while (coughtwodayscough), namely, write a minimum of 500 words a day on absolutely anything in a desperate attempt to save that part of my brain from atrophy.
What brought this on: the guy I'm sharing an office with today and tomorrow just drill sergeanted my ass back into the game with all these "stop wondering if it's crap or not, just write stuff" mindgames.
The weather today is grey; I'm getting paid a tolerable sum an hour to sip water, read a book, help myself to an unlimited supply of Werther's Originals, and very occasionally answer the phone; today is as good a day as any to stop being such an intellectual pansy.
Tune in later for 500 words on something or other.
What I'm going to do now: go back to what I was trying for a while (coughtwodayscough), namely, write a minimum of 500 words a day on absolutely anything in a desperate attempt to save that part of my brain from atrophy.
What brought this on: the guy I'm sharing an office with today and tomorrow just drill sergeanted my ass back into the game with all these "stop wondering if it's crap or not, just write stuff" mindgames.
The weather today is grey; I'm getting paid a tolerable sum an hour to sip water, read a book, help myself to an unlimited supply of Werther's Originals, and very occasionally answer the phone; today is as good a day as any to stop being such an intellectual pansy.
Tune in later for 500 words on something or other.