To write, you need momentum, you need to keep moving ahead, anything to avoid sittingĀ like a lump, clicking from one stupidĀ thing to another. I promise that I will stop after the next image.
Just one more website.
One more.
But I keep doing it…like a child.
AbsolutelyĀ nothing in my head.
Until finally I decide to blog on that very thing, my inertia. And do it.
And then get back to actually writing again, a character suddenly stepping in.
I stay focused, and then…lose my step, damn it, and think of what I might be missing.Ā And open the browser again.That’s a cute fucking dog. Can’t deny that.