Alright, so I’m going to see if I can sneak this in before I start work.
I thought I’d have something to write about, but I don’t so instead this will likely be writing about writing, which it just so happens is probably my favourite topic to write about insofar as it’s one of the few things I often write about, and at length even though if often goes nowhere, but sometimes that is the way that this thing goes and therefore that is what I shall choose to indulge in today.
Now, that is the starting bit of writing and this is the next bit of writing and I need to think of something to further whatever it is that I am trying to cover. Will I get there? The answer is one that is likely to get that across, and so it is a single word; unlikely. However, I’ve come this far and it is too early into this to stop and so I will keep on going. I will keep on writing sentences that express themselves as about being about writing and I will get to the end and then do the other things and so on and so forth, until eventually I get back to the start and once there I will look to express something else, but in all likelihood it will remain as being about writing as that is what is covered today. There is little else.
This is the next bit of writing that connects to the previous bit of writing and so I will continue to make an argument, but there is no argument in this and perhaps I really should stop as this really is going nowhere. However, I shall persist as that’s the only way to make sure that the end is reached and once I am there I can make sure of other things. However, for now, the making sure of getting the point across that this is a writing about writing is what is mot pertinent.
However, in saying that this isn’t actually writing about writing. It is writing about the idea of writing about writing. I think. I’m not sure anymore. I’m not sure where this is going and now I’m not sure if I can stretch it out far enough to get this to the end so that I can celebrate my finishing this bit of writing off. I don’t know if I can get this done, but getting it done is still what I will try and then once I am across the line of finishing I can say that I wrote this and it is awful and all those other things.
Maybe I should just worry about starting work instead. Seems a bit more productive, but at the same time I don’t really want to think about it and instead finish the writing that is this writing, but then again there’s responsibility to worry about, so I guess I won’t finish this right now.
The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:54:10
Wrote this before work and only getting up now.
Not a great writing but… not a great writing.
Written at home.