Alright, so now I set out to try and do six different posts within the next sixty minutes. Maybe one will be similar to something else; I’m not sure.
I don’t know as to why I have decided to do this and I don’t know as to how it will affect the writing and the photo that I share. I do know that it will have an effect, but I cannot say what that will be. It will be a situation of needing to see, however.
I don’t know where to begin with this one, and in saying that I am creating the beginning and expressing that starting. This will be an interesting task at the very least. I’ve attempted similar stuff in the past, but perhaps not with this kind of compression and pressure on my shoulders, though it’s not so much my shoulders that are feeling it so my as my fingers that will be, for there is a lot of typing to do in a short period of time. Perhaps I will be able to pull it off; we’ll just have to see.
Not even through this yet and already I am struggling. This is going to be a long sixty minutes. Perhaps I can do it. It doesn’t have to be all writing, but it does have to have substance of some sort. I need to make sure that I am covering something. It would be easy enough to just churn out some really short stuff, but that’s not what I want to do. I want to try and create with the pressure on me. If I can do that, then perhaps I can pull this off. Perhaps I can get to the end of this and say “I’m glad I did this”, though I doubt I will say that. I feel that instead what I will be saying, or at least thinking, is “I probably won’t do that again”. I think probably will be the qualifier here as, to be honest, I don’t know if I would do this again, or never do it again. I don’t know at all and that’s fine; it’s fine to not know things. I feel as though I wouldn’t want to do this silly thing again, but you never know.
Well, with that being said, I guess that this counts enough as an introduction to what I am going to do and so I am going to keep on going and hope for the best. There still is quite a while to go at this stage and, even though I am already struggling, I still feel confident about my chances of getting at least a bit of writing done and then pushing through the struggle to break through to the other side. There likely will be little substance, if any, but that’s fine as I still will try to create something. I’ll try to create and craft something and then I will look back, then rest my tired fingers.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:26:49
Not the worst thing I’ve written. Not the worst start.
Could be better. Lacks a decent flow and a little too repetitive in places, I think.
Written at home.