Lately I’ve been feeling good. The desire to write has waned, slowly being overgrown by inertia. And television.
Should I stop writing to honor the inner director? Or should ignore that lazy bastard?
Perhaps I should write twice as much.
Probably.
Lately I’ve been feeling good. The desire to write has waned, slowly being overgrown by inertia. And television.
Should I stop writing to honor the inner director? Or should ignore that lazy bastard?
Perhaps I should write twice as much.
Probably.
