I keep having these ideas for things to write about – a couple good memes goin’ around, some more on the desire to get inked (two new ideas in the last week), a book I finished that I wanna review, and then some ideas for fiction that are starting to come together.
I want to write a review of the new HBO show (Big Love), I wanna talk about how much I love 24, about how happy I am that Amazing Race looks like it’s old self again.
But my god am I having a high-interrupt week. I have a stack of stuff I need to take care of, emails I need to answer, a web project I can’t seem to make headway on for work and another for myself (a skull ring web page; I have a domain and everything but I’ve spent maybe 20 minutes on it in the last month).
I hate it because if I don’t get the ideas down when they happen, they tend to slip away.
I don’t even have the attention span to make this a good rant. and that should tell you the week I’m havin’.
3 words, just 3 simple words…
stop.
breathe.
jot.
I.e. Take a little slip of paper, JOT an idea or the germ of an idea down. Flesh it out later. BARE bones, more sparse than a frog’s body on an anthill after a month. Instead of a full outline, bits strung together. See what you get.
But right now…
Stop.
Breathe.
I get Writus Interruptus every single day. Every time I try to do anything.
Kids will do that to you.
I understand.
Kiss.
What’s a “project project”?
H, that would be a “typo typo” B^)
I’m so disappointed. There’s PROject and then there’s proJECT, you see.
And then there’s projecTILE.