The title of this post is from Beck’s “Loser.” A song I can sing by heart with no music prompt. But it also has absolutely nothing to do with this post.
It does oddly represent the scatterbrainedness of which I find myself chest deep in. <—That may be the worst sentence I have ever written. But who am I to mess with these things?
Yeah me too. I have been so neglectful of my wonderful little corner of the internet (this blog). And it has been on my mind quite a bit. So now that we are done with Thanksgiving and my house is back to a normal roar instead of the roar that comes from 4 more kids and 2 more adults, I am getting back into the swing of things.
So much so, that I downloaded a text book for a fictional writing course. And I am already through the first chapter and (hold on to your seats folks) am half way through the first exercise.
Now, I know what you might be thinking. Why didn’t she finish the exercise? Well, that is because I don’t ever seem to finish anything. It is super hard for me to finish my fiction pieces. And I have no idea why. So then I tend to procrastinate out of fear I won’t finish. Which essentially is also not finishing. Do you all see the dilemma here?
The photo above is so full of truth….
But, the good news is, I am not getting up from this desk until I finish it. So, if someone finds my body half eaten by cats, weeks from now, know that I had the resolve to finish just not the words.
Hope all of you are doing well and had a wonderful Thanksgiving!!
Woman on Pause