Finally, finally . . . I pushed through yesterday. ”Pushed through what?” you say. That is a good questions.
For some reason yesterday was a whole bunch of feeling like there was nothing happening. It wasn’t quiet The Zombie Walk, where everything seems to pass by while you’re in this daze; no, it was more like things weren’t interesting. That things were on hold. I was there to watch things unfold around me, and not much else.
But I broke up the routine a bit going home. I stopped off for dinner–though I shouldn’t have eaten what I did, because I felt totally bloated afterwards–then did something else last night that got me out of The Undisclosed Location. It didn’t have me out for a long time, but it was out. It was something a little different, and it was good.
When I got back to the casa, I ended up chatting with a couple of people that I hadn’t seen in a while. While I was doing that, I hit YouTube and started playing song that, in some cases, I hadn’t heard in a while. A couple of the songs brought back memories that I also hasn’t shared in a while, and that actually brought a smile to my face.
And then it came time to write.
Last night it wasn’t that I didn’t want to write, but damned if my fingers didn’t want to comply. I was having a lot of trouble typing, having to go back and fix words, and for a while it was driving me crazy. It’s been like that for a while, and it’s something that doesn’t make me want to really enjoy writing, let me tell ya.
But I went at it. And though I was getting tired–which probably played a part in why I couldn’t get the fingers to move the way I needed them to move–I ended up with 765 words, and Part Eight of Diners at the Memory’s End edged forward a little more.
I got them through the game; I got them back into the main cabin; I got them ready to watch a dying star. Now what?
Well, you’ll just have to wait and see, won’t you?
After all the feelings yesterday that I was bogging down and going nowhere fast, that I was burning a candle at way more than both ends, today I feel a lot more refreshed and reinvigorated. It’s not just the coffee, either: it’s good, but not that good. I’ve made way better than this . . .
It’s more the feeling that things are moving forward. Believe it when I say that something happened yesterday that sort of solidified where I’m going. While it didn’t seem that way at first, it felt like it after I had a change to review in retrospect. Part of it is my writing; part of it is just life in general. Of late it’s felt like there’s been a huge amount of Debbie Downer bullshit hanging around and polluting my aura. But that only happens if I let it continue. This morning . . . I got better things to do.
Like it or not, something changed on 25 June, 2012. Nothing left to do but ride this whirlwind and see where it takes me.
June 26, 2012 at 5:59 am
And I for one, can’t wait to see.
June 26, 2012 at 6:25 am
Eventually something’s going to come out.