The Agony of the Blinking Cursor
It's not something that's ever really bothered me much. When I'm sitting down to write a story, I'll either be on the ball or I won't. Some days, the groove just isn't there, but that's alright. Since many of the random thoughts I have throughout the day pertain to whatever I'm writing at the moment, I'm always relatively confident that some inspiration will pop up at some point or another.
Of course, things are a little different when you're on a deadline. And when what you need isn't inspiration, but logic and a bunch of other people's ideas that might support the logical argument you're trying to make.
That's right, I'm working on an essay. Being the final essay of the entire school year, of course, it's the one that's giving me the most trouble. In fact, I don't think I've had this rough a time with a single paper since my first year of university. Nothing's coming together, so I've taken to procrastinating.
That, at least, is one activity where I'm always on the ball.
Of course, things are a little different when you're on a deadline. And when what you need isn't inspiration, but logic and a bunch of other people's ideas that might support the logical argument you're trying to make.
That's right, I'm working on an essay. Being the final essay of the entire school year, of course, it's the one that's giving me the most trouble. In fact, I don't think I've had this rough a time with a single paper since my first year of university. Nothing's coming together, so I've taken to procrastinating.
That, at least, is one activity where I'm always on the ball.
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