Next week I have to hand in work for my masters and I am beginning to panic a little. After three days of banning myself from going anywhere and sitting at my desk I am feeling quite frustrated.
Somehow the words just aren’t coming the way they should and I am very much behind on my word count. I can only hope that things will go better today and that words will drip from my fingers creating beautiful sentences.
As time ticks by my mind is spinning out of control, to many thoughts but no real ideas. But I have no choice but to keep typing and hope that somehow I will pull it off. After all I knew once I started this Masters it would be hard work, and now I just need to press on and get it done.
Like American author Jack London so aptly put it:
You can’t wait for Inspiration. You have to go after it with a club.
You can do it!
Thanks – typing like a fury
What are you getting your Masters in Jensine? ❤
Diana xo
You got this thing. Pick up your club and go after it!
Just keep writing…
thanks … that is what I have been doing but somehow it is taking much longer than I thought
Things tend to do that. But when you’re passing through hell, for heaven’s sake – keep going!
I am – and I can tell you this writing malarkey is hard work!
Beat it with a club and wrestle it to the keyboard….
I did and I got it done – it was shredded by my lecturer in class yesterday but I got it done!