One Thousand Word Challenge 109: Yet Another Aiming for Under Nine Minutes

The lights are on and I am sitting here, hoping to get this all written in under nine minutes.

If I can indeed do that, then… well, something something and so on and so forth.

Today it is not so much that I am looking to get under that target time, but it is more that I have to start doing things very shortly and I’ve put this off for too long. I think that once I have this pout of the way, I will need to start getting ready for the other things and so therefore I need to work hard on this to make sure that it does indeed get done.

Well then, I guess this should commence even though it already has commenced, so therefore I am already well within it, or something.

Sometimes I really wonder as to why I continue doing these. Well, I do know as to why I do these, but of course I do question why sometimes. Right now I am not questioning as to why as right now I’m just trying to get warm and trying to get into a state where all of this will come together in some sort of glorious fusion that make sense, but somehow won’t. I don’t think it will, at the very least. Anyway, with that being said I’m going to go onto other things now as that is part of the aim of the game and my aim is true this morning, or at least I hope it is true. That is to say, I don’t know what I am going on about.

Maybe I need to sit down and work out what it is that I am indeed trying to say. I do not know if there is anything out there that is even being said by me at the present moment. I seem to be stuck on a treadmill and need to get off the treadmill so I can take a breather and work out what it is that is being said by all of this writing. Sometimes it feels a little more like a progressive purging of things that need to be purged, but of course I keep on purging the same thing, so is there anything being purged at all?

Maybe that is something that I need to worry about another time as I am running out of time and therefore I need to focus on getting this done so I can move on and get on with things and so on and so forth and you get the idea, which is good as I’m not sure as to what idea it is that I am getting; I’m just following the lines and seeing where they lead me, if they do indeed lead anywhere at all. It is quite possible that they just loop around upon themselves and continually go inward before they acquiesce to something unknown to me and then head outward and away from whatever it was that they were heading toward, thus leading me elsewhere which of course would still remain unknown to me.

Perhaps they will lead to the beach and therefore I will be able to have a look at a beach and enjoy some of the ocean and some sand and some waves which just so happen to be a part of the ocean instead of apart from the ocean, which of course would be rather unfortunate. Would rather fortunate than unfortunate, but sometimes you have to take what you can and work with it to do the best that you can given any current situation that you just might happen to find yourself in.

Maybe I won’t find myself in this situation at all and instead will just find myself led to my desk where I will sit down and write away so that I can try and achieve the target of which I have set for myself due to needing to get other things done sooner rather than later. This is of course creating an intensity that I neither like nor appreciate, but sometimes that is the way it is going.

Hang on; not so much an intensity as it is a pressure that I am not enj0oying dealing with, but of course as this is of my own creation, I have no one to blame but myself. Had I started doing things earlier, I would not be dealing with this right now and so I only have to face up to the responsibility of my lack of actions and thus admit that perhaps it is better to start earlier rather than later; something I have admitted a few times to myself and yet seldom stick to for some reason. Oh well. Sometimes that is the way things go and ri0ght now it is the way that things are going.

That said, I am nearly there. I think I can get there. I think I can take it to the end and maybe finish in an exciting way. There is little time left, but I can do it, maybe. I can do it if I try and go fast enough. I do not know if I will be able to do it at this stage, but I can do it. I just need to really focus and try and make sure that this all still makes sense somehow. I don’t know if it will, but maybe it will. Maybe I will get there and it will all be fine so long as I keep on going and know when to stop, rather than where to stop, though of course I need to also know that.

Now, with all of that being said, I really need to wrap this up and I am near the end and the end is coming and perhaps I will get there, but perhaps I won’t. I don’t know how fast I’m going, but I’m sure that the nine minute mark just passed.

Well, I nearly did it.

The time it took to write one thousand words: 09:16:85

Almost got there.

I wrote this a few hours ago.
Whilst looking over it to fix spelling, I realised that some of this is alright. I almost found myself “in the zone”. However, a lot of this is not acceptable.

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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