Began to write,
but then I farted.
It is so hard for me to come up with clever things to write about. Occasionally, such as times like these, I will just plant myself in front of a keyboard and just start to write whatever is on my mind.
It is a bad form of writing but at least I am getting something out of this lame process. I’m not one hundred percent certain of what I am receiving from doing this but I am pretty sure that at the very least it is improving my skills behind the keyboard.
I have noticed that after a few paragraphs of the old hunt and peck typing techniques, I start to get my speed up and the information can flow onto the page almost as fast as I can think of it.
I did just look up “curing writers block”. I already know how to cure writers block. I just need to start writing something and the other stuff that needs to get done just kind of flows out of me. There was also some other points about not fearing rejection and other crap like that, but if you really have those kinds of fears then you are probably never going to leave the comfort of your mommies basement.
This brings be full circle to where I want to be. In a proper writing state of mind. I have about a thousand words of content that needs to be finished as soon as humanly possible and then I need to make even more content for myself. This is going to be a rough couple of hours, but as long as I can stay focused, it will get done.
I wonder if it is raining outside?