I sit down in the computer hoping to do the perfect job, I have the idea and the time, everything is perfect. Maybe the idea it’s vague at first, but I believe that I have a good chance and possibility this time.
I start constructing the body and becoming more convinced with every word that finally I'm into something. The emotion grows; my fingers are moving so fast across the keyboard. Happiness is my friend again, I'm saying exactly what I want to say. The ending is coming and I can only think this is perfect. Then the pause and I start to read what I’ve written. I feel a huge weight in my stomach, dizzy and scared. Why do I sound so disconnected, I read it again just in case. Yes is bad, to formal, mechanical and far too academic. What was I thinking? Now I have the answer, I was not thinking.
Tell me if this sounds familiar.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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happens to me all the time Marianna!
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