This isn’t an essay. This is what I do when I’m at a coffee shop or whatever and I have time to write and a thing to write. And I cannot remember how to write. I just start typing sentences. I used to do this on twitter but we now know that’s a terrible fucking idea. The hope is I’ll Jedi mindtrick my brain into remembering they’re just sentences, dumbass. Just fucking tell the story. Fuck. It doesn’t even matter. You just need something to send in and you’ll get notes and you can fix it. Or maybe I need to clear out enough fog that I can focus. But let’s put it here instead of risking a pile-on because I was accidently vulnerable or wanted to make myself laugh.
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