The dreaded freewrite.
Time to write. What do I write, what do I say in ten minutes?
Exactly ten minutes but who’s counting? How do you judge ten minutes on a digital clock anyway, the kind that doesn’t show seconds? Argh. One minute down, but I think it’s more like thirty seconds.
I feel very clever now I’ve learnt how to cast off my knitting. Finished my first item for the future Etsy store, a little coin purse the size of a credit card. Don’t know how I’m going to fasten it, thought of one of those snappy clips but then the coins could still come loose. Zips might work. I really do need to start that store.
Now working on a sock for an iPod, same shade of blue as the coin purse.
Almost a month and I haven’t heard back about that SEO job for which I applied. Back to the drawing board, on with the job search.
I wonder how I’m going to tag this.
Keep thinking about certain things. Did something the other day, nothing illegal or bad or anything, and it was the kind of thing that doesn’t feel quite real. I would say more here about it but that would spoil the poem I have planned.
Another two poems coming up soon, and one notebook almost full. Maybe I’ll sift through and find the best, compile them into a book of poetry. Do people still read books of poetry? Six minutes gone.
Oops. I should’ve written down the other poem idea while I thought of it, it’s gone now. Wait, no, it’s come back. Eleven days. Wonder if someone will get the double meaning. No, they probably will, people who blog are smart.
Just took a moment to recognize how bad I am at maths, the university maths department is losing no sleep over my choice of English major. Actually if I did major in maths that’d probably be an indication we’re in a parallel universe. “I subscribe to the theory of multiple universes but in none of them is Sarah a maths major.”
I wonder what maths students do? Do they just focus on numbers, is there a history of maths and theories? See, this is why I took English, because you get to read books and write essays.
One minute remaining.
And while I was adding on to that other little paragraph I finished up my tenth minute, so done.