One Thousand Word Challenge 56: A Series of Paragraphs

It is a rather cold morning. I’m sitting here, getting ready for the shift of which I am soon going to be a part of when it comes to the meeting of “work” and “getting paid”, and I just want to warm up. Listening to an album that came out a few weeks ago and trying to decipher its secrets so that I can write about it at length. Probably not the best time to do so as work will come soon and I still need to ablute so that I can feel shower fresh before I feel yelled-at fresh. It’s going to be a long day (though maybe it won’t) and this is going to be a long text, though not longer than my usual attempts at something resembling length, though maybe it will. Depends on how soon I decide to stop the timer and then decide if it is worth continuing on or throwing in the proverbial towel.

Could probably use that towel to dry myself after showering, but I digress.

So here’s the point where I start building up to something. The introductory paragraph is out of the way. It is as flat and dull as I can try and make it right now, but I imagine that if my fingers were a little warmer it would be even more flat and dull, and in fewer words, as well as better, more complex words that stretch beyond reasonable use in some manner. This is meant to be the paragraph that builds on the things said in the first paragraph, but all it is doing at the moment is acknowledging its own existence and explaining its existence (to some, extent), which might be a lot better than what I would have planned if I had indeed planned anything at all.

I think that now that the first and second paragraphs are out of the way, I need to move onto the third one. This one continues the building whilst strengthening the subject of the topic at hand, though the topic at hand at the moment is the text itself, so all this is doing right now is wasting space and time. It could be worse, of course, but it could also be better. This whole thing could be much better. To be honest, it doesn’t need this paragraph, the previous ones and the ones that are going to follow this one. This is all a little too aware of itself, but I guess now that I’ve come this far I feel as though there is no reason to stop. I don’t need to keep going, but I am going to keep on going as part of the writing of this is allowing my hands to warm up a little, but also to exercise the brain and get out all the stuff that I need to get out of my brain so that I can write something with a bit more substance… I hope.

Alright, so this is the fourth paragraph. Perhaps it is the fifth. Depends on how much you consider one sentence to be as paragraph.

With all of what has been said so far, I am now considering this to be the sixth paragraph. Perhaps that is a reflection of how bad my spacing, pacing and phrasing is, but I’ve come this far and I don’t have much longer before I need to wrap everything up, so here is a good place to mark as the sixth paragraph in a series of paragraphs that are doing little else other than showing that they exist and explaining their purposes without necessarily arguing their existences beyond the idea of the need to exist in a form that shows some sort of coherent flow and argument. That’s worth something, but right now it is not worth much. What is worth much is the album of which I am listening to so I can review it. Problem is that perhaps I’m enjoying it a little more than I should which causes issues in talking about the quality of the content, but sometimes that is the way that things go.

I think that if I focus on this writing more than I focus on the music that is flowing around my ears, then I should be able to detach a little and maybe, just maybe I’ll be able to write a little more about it other than saying “I really enjoy this and so should you”. That would be desirable , but then again maybe right now that wouldn’t be a good idea. Maybe I should just write about how much I enjoy the music I’m hearing and provide no justification or argument as to why. That would work. It would make things come out a lot faster. However, it wouldn’t do the music justice in any way, shape or form.

If perhaps I could justify saying that the album was bad, I would write that. Maybe when it comes to writing more in depth about the music I will be able to say that, but still point out that the album still is enjoyable. That would be a nice thing, though maybe not. Maybe I just need to get better at writing.

Alright, so now that that is all said and (mostly) done, I think I should work on wrapping this whole thing up. I don’t have much time left before the commencement of my shift. I need to start increasing my levels of being ready, as well as my levels of being prepared. The weekends are getting busier and busier, so there needs to be a greater amount of preparation and calmness. That said, I don’t feel much like working at the moment. Still, money is currently needed. Would just be a bit better if it didn’t come with the caveat of being blamed for someone else not reading, or paying attention, or refusing to accept answers they don’t like.

This is both the tenth paragraph and the concluding sentence.

The time it took to write one thousand words: 14:09:98

I wrote this yesterday, then finished getting ready for work, then kind of forgot about uploading it, or doing anything else for the rest of the day.

Maybe this is a little too referential. Not sure.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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