One of my favorite cartoons is the one about Daffy and Speedy stuck on a desert island. Daffy finds a box full of canned food but he refuses to share any of it with Speedy, who has the can opener.
Eventually Daffy gets the can opener but he loses the food. This cartoon is rare for being one of the few in my memory that has Daffy truly lamenting his consequences.
I will go without a computer and tons of ideas in my head. Then I'll have a computer and go blank.
Outlining doesn't help. Writing notes on my phone never helps. I just have this swirling, shifting mass of doubt and over thinking clogging up the works.
Daffy is my adult self trying to survive on a desert island with a box full of good ideas that I know I can make work. Speedy is holding on to the confidence I had when I was a bright eyed teenager who tirelessly threw himself into every writing project.
I just wish I knew the magical fix. The thing I need to trade await to get that tool back before I lose everything again.
Eventually Daffy gets the can opener but he loses the food. This cartoon is rare for being one of the few in my memory that has Daffy truly lamenting his consequences.
I will go without a computer and tons of ideas in my head. Then I'll have a computer and go blank.
Outlining doesn't help. Writing notes on my phone never helps. I just have this swirling, shifting mass of doubt and over thinking clogging up the works.
Daffy is my adult self trying to survive on a desert island with a box full of good ideas that I know I can make work. Speedy is holding on to the confidence I had when I was a bright eyed teenager who tirelessly threw himself into every writing project.
I just wish I knew the magical fix. The thing I need to trade await to get that tool back before I lose everything again.