I am one of those irritating people that never finishes what they start.
Post secondary education, knitting projects, SO MUCH WRITING, The Thirty Day Shred, books that have been sitting on my book shelf for decades.
It’s a terrible habit.
As I was driving home from taking my daughter skating after dinner, I tried to peer pressure myself in to not writing today.
The conversation that I had with myself went like this…
“I can’t wait to get home, put the kids to bed and veg on the couch.”
“NFred, you need to write.”
“Oh fuck! I do, but I so don’t feel like it.”
“NFred, you NEED to write.”
“Do I though? Do I really? Like in the grand scheme of things, me not writing one stupid paragraph isn’t a big deal.”
“NFred, YOU need to WRITE.”
“But I’m so done with this day and I want to watch the X-Files. And I have nothing to write about. I’m just going to skip this one day.”
“NFred, you need to WRITE.”
“Why did I promise to do this writing challenge again?”
“Because NFred, YOU NEED TO WRITE!”
Apparently, I’m terrible at self induced peer pressure because here I am, writing. Also, I’m so over not finishing what I start. I promised to complete this Paragraph Challenge and you bet your sweet bippy that I’m going to see it through to the end.
Thanks everyone for reading my drivel.
See you tomorrow,