Recipe for Doing Something

Pre-prepare a crispy base of tiredness, low self-esteem [we’ll discuss why hairdressers and shop assistants terrify me another time] and standard work week.

Take two busy weeks and no free days. Sprinkle a healthy pinch of hard work at a personal project on top. Add one middle-of-the-night-written, first-draft story, and gradually drop in 11 other stories by other people. Give it a good stir. Divide into emails and pass along the results so that other members of project can add their secret ingredients. Hold back some for yourself to rest and fester, and worry that the story you have written is the weak link in the project.

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The week that was

So this entry is actually last week’s entry. If I hadn’t made my own arbitrary rules saying I’d do at least one a week, I’d be skipping this altogether (rather than writing two entries in one weekend to make up for it, which is what I’m doing).

Thing is, skipping this entry – excusing myself because I was busy actually doing things rather than writing about doing things – would open the door to endless excuses and no writing for the ages. Which would be sad, given that this blog is almost at its one-year anniversary of regular writing. Continue reading “The week that was”