It’s late Tuesday evening and I’m on page 5 of 10.
Outlines always looks so nice and crisp and organized. And then you have to actually write it.
I’ve been feeling rather uninspired lately. Maybe it’s because of this paper looming over my head. Or the conversation I had with someone this past weekend who said that she didn’t want to start blogging because most blogs were totally self-centered and screamed ”Me, Me, ME!” Or the fact that today Dr. Persuasion mentioned the stack “this high” (about a foot and a half) of “graduate applications to read.” Of course I didn’t expect no one else to apply to the program. But I got scared and felt my heart jump. What if I don’t make it?
So right now I feel like half of me is a talking head, one of those who says ”keep going, you’re almost there, you can do it” but wonders if that candidate or staffer or president really will get there or can do it. They make money either way, you know.
The other half is a wordsmith, or at least half of one who is attempting her best and squeezing out every ounce of creativity and rhetorical jargon she can muster.
That’s Talking Head Tuesday & Wordsmith Wednesday, at least for now. Back to the grind.
