...just where I've been these last couple weeks. Well, I've been going out and being one of those silly adults who take on responsibility and stuff. The biggest news I have for my dear writer friends? I finally have a car. I bought it last Saturday and ain't she a beauty?
Of course, now I just have to, I don't know, learn how to drive. I started that process by getting my learner's permit (again) this last week. Apparently I got all the questions right on the test, because they didn't tell me I missed any. They just said I passed and snapped my picture.
I figure that writers have to suffer in some way for their art, but me bouncing around like a crazy person feeling trapped in my apartment was just too much. So the car was the ultimate solution. Of course, now it's also turned me into a VW fanatic. I'm gonna be one of those people that doesn't just drive the car, but has the keychain, the jacket, the t-shirt, even the jewelry (yep, they make it)... oh boy.
As far as writing goes, these were 14 days of sloth. I couldn't even manage to pick up a book for half of the days just because I was either out and about in the new car (I'm still being chauffeured at the moment), chained to my desk to hit the goals for my day job, or napping. I seem to be a big fan of napping these days. I really shouldn't cut back on the coffee like a did.
Let's just blame these last two weeks on a low tide of the creative cycle. Yeah, that sounds about right.
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PLEEZE HELP ME FOR GOD SAKE
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