I've written 54 words today. That's in several hours of struggling and staring.

Struggling and staring produced nothing yesterday, 22 words the day before.

I have been completely unable to string thoughts together coherently; my attention span has been even more spang than usual. (It's like nobody can be arsed fronting at all so I'm just left thrashing around incoherently with occasional moments of useful action.)

Earlier I declared "Hell with this" and played Pharaoh for a bit (finally beat a particular scenario which has been plaguing me horribly for several months); I'm debating another "Hell with this" and putting in a movie and having popcorn and at least amusing some part of my brain while I stare at this section and accomplish nothing. I suspect I'll accomplish nothing either way, but one path of frustration and uselessness has a futurepopcorn and the other does not.

It's not like I don't know what's in it; I just . . . can't make words happen.
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From: [personal profile] brooksmoses


Blargh. *hugs* I'm sort of managed to get back out of stuckness and start stringing words -- insofar as TeX equation commands count as words! -- together this week, but the early part of the week was rather like that too.

If I thought you processed that sort of thing the same way I do, I'd be tempted to blame a lot of it on you being emotionally drained after the stuff that came up last weekend....
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I definitely vote for the popcorn. Brains need vacations too. (Mine was last seen wearing sunglasses and a very loud Hawaiian shirt...)

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Ooh, another Pharaoh player! Cool. ^_^ I love that game; I'm totally addicted.
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