if I start writing a little bit, even if it's only a bit of minutia, I'll begin to write something. It doesn't matter if you read anymore.
It seems that I'm not thinking or writing very well.
All I seem to do is work or worry about work that isn't done or can't be done immediately.
There's this letter that I need to write. A party to throw. Another letter to write.
Things to do.
I'm just afraid I'll have one of those days where I shut down and do nothing. And now I'm one of those people who has to ask a work colleague if things have been accomplished, if she's on top of things--because I'm afraid that she is not.
And if you are still reading, which I suspect you are not, please don't expect anything but the ravings of an eccentric for a more than a little while. Admittedly, I'm a little lost right now.
I'm trying to figure out what makes me interesting or me again. One of those two things will suffice for now.
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Everybody gets a little lost sometimes. Picked up that guitar lately?
I thought this blog always had been the ravings of an eccentric. That's the best sort of blog.
I don't know if I could be one of those people whose duties include asking others if they've done certain things. I'm not very good at it.
You can only write when you are so inclined. You know that though.
I sat down yesterday and wrote 2000 words for my new book, added additional content to the outline, revised my marketing plan and gave myself a pat on the back.
Today...Not so much. Just brainstorming.
You'll find it again and when you do you'll realize that it wasn't lost to begin with.
~j
Hmm... what makes you interesting to yourself or what makes you interesting to other people? Even if you don't know, I read because I find you interesting... and you.
I agree with Velvet. When you need to lay low, lay low.
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