Ready to die, Ash decides that he will live his last days to the fullest. His plans are ruined by some people at school, he thinks they are as useless as he is and decides to end them as well.
Ash grows weary of his stifled existence and ruminates on how insignificant his death would be to those around him.
Numbered Days is a new direction for an old story I have been working on for some time. This is the entire story. This is just a start.
Today as I was leaving a business meeting I thought to myself, "I am so glad that it is finally Friday and I can go home to relax for the weekend!" Today is Thursday.
I had a good workout today. One of my favorite aspects of the gym I attend, is how the sense of competition, pushes me to do more and perform better.
Honestly I wanted to be napping write now, but I am addicted to writing, so here I am, writing instead of sleeping. It really is a compulsion. I don't mean that in a deep, artsy way, I mean it in a nearly pejorative way, like how I crack my knuckles too much.
I am done with writing all my poems for the breastfeeding book! I thought I was done. I am done with the poems, but after talking about it with my wife last night I am not ready to move forward just yet.
In my previous post, I owned my mistakes and took note of my progress and growth. Today, I would like to set some realistic goals for myself. I am resigned to continuing to write in 10 minute bursts, but I am looking to experiment with how that plays out. I feel like I should narrow my focus a bit to work towards completing my projects as opposed to just writing for its own sake.
Since November 5, I have had 38 opportunities to publish posts on my blog under the Monday to Friday prompt I set for myself. I have not met that goal. This will be my 21st blog.
My phone screen in cracked!
I am typing this on a physical keyboard, which feels fantastic by the way, on my wife's cheapo refurbished laptop she bought on Amazon months ago when a cat knocked down her previous laptop.
Due to time constraints and the typically high level of exhaustion I am working at, I can either stop writing or write when and what I can. Because I am so set on writing, I have decided to due just that and set aside time for myself to write what I can within a set time. These 344 words were wrought in the space of 10 minutes.