I got lost in an article that didn't magically appear at the end of my fingers.
It was about punishment and consequences. I wanted to write about their intrinsic differences, but because I never mentally wrapped myself around the point of the post, it didn't materialize.
Usually, when I start typing, I already know the beginning, middle, and end of the post. I know who I am writing for, and what the aim of my post is. When I get to my computer and start typing, the post has already formulated itself, and like magic, it comes through my fingers and onto the screen. That didn't happen with "punishment and consequences." Instead, it stagnated my posting schedule.
ULOGS have a different writing process for me. Because they're mine. Its a log of whatever is going on in my head. Its nice to see what's in there, so I type as I go along. Of course, there's always a story in it, because my life is a story.
Today the climax of my story is my ability to throw out a post, even though I invested a lot of time into it.
It feels nice to not have to finish what I start.
It feels right and abundant.
All my insistence on that other article did was stop my other posts from flowing.
Or maybe it was because I let myself go into deep sleep during the day for a couple of days. My messy living room is proof of my slumber. Though oddly enough, my clean kitchen is too - no cooking = no cleaning. There's also a smashed helmet with a note from my neighbor saying she ran it over.
Thanks for the note neighbor. I don't think I would have been able to figure out what happened without it.
Ah, the joys of being a writer. The life I always wanted.
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