Three Sentence Days
There is an exercise I learned back in university for dealing with bad writing days — days you can barely set one word to the page, let alone 1,000 of them. On those days you force yourself to write three sentences about anything. It could be related to your work-in-progress (WIP), or it could something completely unrelated. This post is that exercise in action. Today is a bad writing day. I deal with depression, as so many of us do. I don’t have a prescription for it, but I have developed strategies for coping with it (meditation, breathing, exercise, photography, cycling). But today my depression snuck up on me, hopped on my back. Some days it’s a monkey, some days a gorilla, and today it is more like a bonobo. And it is kinda weighing me down. Seeing my ex drive past and knowing she saw me didn’t help. Neither has the upstairs neighbours all day sexathon. Even reading offers no reprieve because those books were written by writers who have proven they can. The ...