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A vacuum; my mind is like a vacuum. No, that’s not right. Time is a vacuum cleaner and it sucks out the contents of my mind. I’ve lost nine days. I won’t tell you how or what I was doing – just take my word for it that I was unable to write, even for this blog record. And now I must refill, recharge, restart – damn, I just gotta start writing again.

I have to admit that one thing is really giving me a lot of difficulty right now and that thing is beginning; writing the first sentence. I feel like it would be easier to start mid-paragraph and then write the first sentence later after I get a better feeling of how it is that the story is being told. What a great idea!

I have been telling my girlfriend a story at night for her to go to sleep by. As it turns out it is a pretty good story and I am starting to think about actually writing it. This is all I need; a competition in my mind for my attention to be divided amongst competitors. I cannot do this. If I do anything I have to bear down and focus more and more intently on my primary story,,sediciuS yretemeC ehT. I must make the story tight in my mind and I must begin writing! Write damn it, write!