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LPF Week 17 - "Being a writer is like having homework every night for the rest of your life"
"You didn't write anything today. Why didn't you write anything today?"
I didn't feel like it, okay?
"You have to write something. The deadline is coming soon, and you're so far behind. Look at how behind you are!"
I know I'm behind. It's just...this is hard. And I've been busy with other stuff.
"None of that was really important. Besides, everyone else has stuff going on in their lives, and they still manage to write things. I bet that one person has already written like, a thousand words already."
Yeah, well, good for them.
"You know what? You'll never finish in time. Why even bother to start at this point?"
I don't want to just give up. Maybe I can throw something together at the last minute.
"It's already the last minute! Why did you put this off for so long?"
Look, I can't just perform on command, alright? Sometimes the words aren't there. And there's just so much pressure.
"Yes. It's going to be humiliating when you fail completely."
That's not helping.
"You're disappointing everyone."
Well, not 'everyone.'
"No, you're right, there's that one person who swore to destroy you and everything that you love."
I thought that was a bit extreme, but I guess they really didn't like my entry that week.
"Meh, you can't please everyone."
Okay, look, I wrote something. See, that's not bad.
"That's garbage! You can't submit that garbage! They'll all think that you've been replaced by a pod person replicant of yourself that can't write as well as the original you could!"
Okay, how about this?
"That's pretty good. You can be proud of that one. Of course, it was a waste of time if you don't finish the others."
I know, I know.
"You know, if you're really having trouble, we could probably replace you with a pod person replicant. They might have better luck with this week."
No way. Remember that one week that I let the robot take over for me?
"People loved that week."
I know! I don't know which was worse - the fact that the robot me was more popular than I was, or that it set expectations so unrealistically high for the next week.
"Plus it tried to kill you and permanently take your place."
Yeah, that sucked.
"You could bargain away something to eldritch forces from beyond space and time. That usually helps."
Again? I feel like I do that every other week.
"Well, it's gotten you this far."
Ugh, fine. What do I even have left I can offer them, though?
"Let me check. Okay, they want a couple of fingers."
They want what?!
"Do you have any better ideas?"
No. I guess I don't.
"Well then."
this suscks. I..m goigns to have so manyu more typso now.
"Eh, no one said writing was easy."
I didn't feel like it, okay?
"You have to write something. The deadline is coming soon, and you're so far behind. Look at how behind you are!"
I know I'm behind. It's just...this is hard. And I've been busy with other stuff.
"None of that was really important. Besides, everyone else has stuff going on in their lives, and they still manage to write things. I bet that one person has already written like, a thousand words already."
Yeah, well, good for them.
"You know what? You'll never finish in time. Why even bother to start at this point?"
I don't want to just give up. Maybe I can throw something together at the last minute.
"It's already the last minute! Why did you put this off for so long?"
Look, I can't just perform on command, alright? Sometimes the words aren't there. And there's just so much pressure.
"Yes. It's going to be humiliating when you fail completely."
That's not helping.
"You're disappointing everyone."
Well, not 'everyone.'
"No, you're right, there's that one person who swore to destroy you and everything that you love."
I thought that was a bit extreme, but I guess they really didn't like my entry that week.
"Meh, you can't please everyone."
Okay, look, I wrote something. See, that's not bad.
"That's garbage! You can't submit that garbage! They'll all think that you've been replaced by a pod person replicant of yourself that can't write as well as the original you could!"
Okay, how about this?
"That's pretty good. You can be proud of that one. Of course, it was a waste of time if you don't finish the others."
I know, I know.
"You know, if you're really having trouble, we could probably replace you with a pod person replicant. They might have better luck with this week."
No way. Remember that one week that I let the robot take over for me?
"People loved that week."
I know! I don't know which was worse - the fact that the robot me was more popular than I was, or that it set expectations so unrealistically high for the next week.
"Plus it tried to kill you and permanently take your place."
Yeah, that sucked.
"You could bargain away something to eldritch forces from beyond space and time. That usually helps."
Again? I feel like I do that every other week.
"Well, it's gotten you this far."
Ugh, fine. What do I even have left I can offer them, though?
"Let me check. Okay, they want a couple of fingers."
They want what?!
"Do you have any better ideas?"
No. I guess I don't.
"Well then."
this suscks. I..m goigns to have so manyu more typso now.
"Eh, no one said writing was easy."
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