7.369. Reflections on a Thursday Night

Let’s stop for a minute to reflect on the end of November. That means the end of NanoWrimo. That means this month of creativity is at an end. How’d I do? not o good. I have been on the shelf so to speak for a week. I lost momentum way before that, but only in the last week have I completely shut it down to get this machine back on the road properly. Tomorrow is that rev up. I have a seven day run planned that ought to get me moved forward significantly on a major project.

So what does that mean for me/about me? It means I was wiped. It means I was overwhelmed and felt the creativity turning to crap. I stopped finding fresh new ideas and delved into the simplest and suckiest. Nothing good popped. So I stopped. Now I think that sort of reload is likely a good thing. King says write every day. I do that but not the kind of volume he’s talking about. I write ten minutes and get the lead out. That is nowhere near enough either.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Dallas feels like a fraud all of a sudden. Turns out they haven’t beaten a team with a winning record all season. They’re playing the Seahawks now and it is indeed a dogfight. They might win, but it won’t be a blowout or anything resembling a championship offense… defense though… That bland dude can ball.