Cranky
Being cranky and writing doesn’t go well together.
Be angry works, you pour your rage on to the paper, so to speak.
But being cranky…
It just doesn’t cut it. You are over critical. Nothing you write is good enough. This shit isn’t good enough, but I am going to put up something today. So this is it.
Maybe it’s the holidays. Maybe it’s the time off work. Not that I’d rather be at work, but time off work is that magical time that I would do all those things I can’t do because I’m busy working. But it doesn’t work out that way.
Maybe it’s this cold.
I don’t know.
But I am cranky. And I can’t write. This only makes me crankier.
There’s nothing like hitting that lace where everything just makes you more upset.
I could elaborate, but I don’t think I could get my meaning across.
Being cranky and writing doesn’t go well together.
