Today the on screen sentences are disappearing faster than
they are appearing as I cull last night’s ‘genius’ short story beginning from a
stark looking word document. I must have dreamt that I had passed the 1,000
word mark…and dreamt that the words linked to make any sense, made any form,
were tied to a central theme. It is 10am. My cup of tea is cold.
I flick back through an accumulation
of post it notes scribbled on during breaks in slumber. Depressingly, they too
seem to be disjointed, but I add them to the increasing glaring desktop
document titled ‘WRITING INSPIRATION’. ‘Star anise’ is added along with ‘truss’
‘viscid’ ‘mettle’ and ‘birr’. I add a reminder note to ‘make every sentence
clear’ and ‘not get caught up in complicated description’. And then I begin to
procrastinate.
There is a program that allows you to
ban yourself from social media for a period of time. I should really Google that,
find out the program I need to install, but not today. I scroll down the
Facebook News Feed, clicking on high school ‘friends’ with fresh offspring, travel
plans and Monday vices. Already bored of it, I am ALT TABing from Flikr to
Tumblr, Pinterest to LinkedIn, Bloglovin to Gmail. I have to get out of the
house...
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