Some days, when I feel like my story is muddled, the best thing I can do is take a break and hop on the treadmill where I can think without looking at a computer screen.
Some days, when I feel like my story is muddled, the best thing I can do is dive right in, put some words down and hope they lead to something productive. I need to stick my hands into the mud and clay and see what shape emerges.
Today, I think I’ll tread first then stick my hands into the clay. It’s a seriously muddled kind of day.
What about you? Do you ever feel like you’re flailing about?
CR: Absinthe of Malice by Pat Browning.
It’s all better with friends.
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