- Staring at the screen.
- The blank one, that is.
- Not allowing myself to type even one word.
- Until I was positive it was The Perfect Word.
- Therefore, me = paralyzed, inactive, stymied.
- Not writing.
Just start, I told myself. Maybe not at the beginning…but somewhere in between, at some point along the way.
Because even those car ads that boast ‘0 to 60’ admit that it happens over the course of X number of seconds. It is not instantaneous, it is a progression.
Albeit from static and silence to rapture.
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