A small accomplishment

I have, like, five blogs started. Not a one is finished. I have a lot of unfinished ideas going on lately. I feel as though I am suffering from an odd type of writer’s block. In the past, my blocks have kept me from even starting; it was more a block of ideas than words. Once I got that first line down, I was good to go. However, this time is different: I have a few ideas or at least the beginnings of ideas but nothing else.

So this post is an odd one. I don’t plan on saying much, just something. I need to finish something, even if it’s not a gem.

Maybe you’ve been there. I like to think I’m not alone in this weird purgatory of needing, even wanting to be productive but falling short. It’s a fun little rut of caring enough for it to bother me, but obviously not caring enough to actual do it.

Well, I do believe that the scales have shifted in a positive manner. I may not have finished most of the things I have going, but I at least made this small accomplishment. I am way too proud of me right now.