Shut Up & Write

You love it. You loathe it.
Either way, you can't help yourself. You are one of us.
(You are also a masochist. But that's OK.)

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Struggling (and more often fighting) writer by trade, and office monkey when I need to pay my bills. It's an enviable life.
I know, you're probably a little jealous now.
It's perfectly understandable.

August 31, 2005

Bad, naughty Zut!

Oh, I'm procrastinating in the worst way today.
I have work coming out everywhere -- which is fantastic, but I just can't seem to get my ass in gear. Especially when there are so many wonderful and interesting things in the world to distract me. "Oh look -- a new video game! Oh, the mail is here. I must email back this person, and post a comment here. And what movies are coming out in September? Ah, there goes the laundry."

Meanwhile, I have massive deadlines due next week -- all paying. All requiring significant attention.

...Perhaps it's due to the copious amounts of caffeine I now drink in order to function through the allergy season. Perhaps my brain is drying up.

(Do you ever experience that? The terrible fear that you are, in fact, growing stupider year after year? At this rate, I'll be lucky to be able to print my name at the age of 40. By 50, I'll probably spend weeks being entranced by my opposing thumbs.)

Must. Work. Now.

No, seriously.

(Well, maybe after I have something to eat. And change the laundry. And email Keith back.)


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