December 8th
I have never wanted to write less than I want to write tonight
“But tomorrow you’ll want to write less than you wanted to write today - and you are less than a third of the way through the month.”
This is all true. There’s no way to kid myself that I am writing even lose to 31 short stories. But I will write something each day.
“That doesn’t sound very promising.”
I’ll write something complete - or maybe I’ll write a big ol’ chunk of a story that I write more of the next day. The whole idea of writing something and posting it every day is decent for accountability if anyone was reading this, but it’s stupid for getting results. I am stopping myself from writing a novella because I feel like I need to start and wrap up a story every night.
“So you are going to write the first chapter of a novella?”
No, I am going to write another poem. I’m going to write a haiku about how much I don’t want to write anything. I can’t describe the feeling I am currently consumed by, but I just want to be done with writing already. I think having lower expectations will help me not avoid writing until it is late and then the excuse because that I want to go to sleep. I mean, I actually want to watch a movie tonight, but some nights I want to go to bed. And if I had watched this movie earlier rather than fretting about fitting in time to write, then I could be going to bed soon. So either it will be beneficial or it will blow up in my face and my output will become increasingly worse.
Was I born this way
Or did I become lazy
Through lack of effort in life
That feels like too little and it was actually hilarious how I couldn’t really say what I wanted to say.
“So you’ll keep writing?”
I’ll write a few more poems - not haikus, I don’t like the structure. But these are going to be low effort poems. It’s like I said, my philosophy professor made people write 3 short stories because people stressed out so hard when it was just one. So two more poems with no pressure.
A dragon is a dragon
As long as it doesn’t drag on
Life expectancy is key
We’re all going to die
Even dragons
Yeah I said it
That was low effort even to me, but weird.
Feed the world
Shelter the world also
Stop bombing the world
And gunning down the world
“The world” is possibly the wrong phrase
I mean everybody living on it
And everybody means every “body”
Animal and human harmony hooray!
These all feel particularly lazy. I really didn’t enjoy writing those previous poems yet. I want to study the forms of some poems written by actual poets one of these days. So I guess I’ll throw that onto the heap of things I keep putting off working on getting better at to tackle at some point this month. But there are 3 poems.