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THIS IS MY LIFE (source unknown)

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I’m pretty sure that becoming a freelance writer was the most ridiculous idea I have ever had. This is a basic precis of the daily contents of my brain:

Work. Yes. Desk is clear, brain is sharp, let’s work.

*shuffles papers for ten minutes, checks Twitter*

Work now.

Oh I love this project, it’s such a good subject!

Hang on, it’s not as fun as I thought. It needs research. Maybe I’ll have a coffee first.

*two large pots of coffee later*

Why is my pen shaking?

Oh bollocks, there’s that other article that needs finishing first. Shit, is it due in today? It is. Shiiiiit.

I should probably have another coffee first though, to sharpen my brain.

AARGH I HAVE AN HOUR TO FINISH THIS I CANNOT DO IT WHY DO I EVEN DO THIS JOB ANYWAY AARRGH

I know, I’ll write a blog post instead. Everyone knows blogs should be updated on a regular basis.

There is nothing in my head. It is a bleak desert of grey nothingness. Who wants to read a blog post about nothing?

But if I write a post about nothing it at least means I’ve written something today. And then maybe I will feel better and be able to get the other work done.

And that, my friend, is why you have just wasted several minutes of your life reading nothing.

Violet x

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