Ever get to that point where you’re nearing the end of a draft, you look up and realize you’re short on words? Rarely happens to me but with this most recent project I am discovering exactly how little I apparently have to say on the subject. I have been dodging the writing of it all day as a result, because I got nothing. Not even a little something. I woke up at 2:30 in the morning, meaning I’ve been up for fourteen hours now and I’ve still got nothing. Nada.
Nein.
S, I’m here trying to put ten minutes into a blog and not be distracted. I’m trying to avoid the quick dopamine fix of a youtube video or anything else out there that will keep me from getting back into a work headspace so I can finally grind out this last bit of noise. The cool thing is I know this worked so well on the coast of Victoria, BC. That beach was zen. I had no internet. Nothing but this laptop and the need to grind out more chapters. Here I am trying everything in my power to write and it is teaching me a lot about the man I am vs. the man I want to be. Dang sure I know how to get there if I am willing to put in the work.
Guess I ought to go try it for a little while.
Some Thoughts:
- Bonkers headline of the day: “Cuba says airlines can no longer refuel on the island as US blockade deepens energy crisis” What are we doing here?