Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Christmas Letters
Trying to simultaneously work through a Christmas letter and not grit my teeth at the same time. Breathe. I cracked out a paragraph that did jokey like Christmas letters do but it was way too cynical of a jokey. Mostly because of the fact that I really don’t want to write a Christmas letter. It seemed funny to me, but I couldn’t get the voices out of my head of all the people that would be reading it and thinking,
“This really doesn’t belong in a Christmas letter.”
So I pulled back and deleted everything I wrote and then I realized that the letter may be a lot harder than I first imagined it would be. Now I’m stuck. The runway is iced over and the plane is gonna’ be grounded for a little while. And the not gritting my teeth is also not really working out.
This is really stressful.
“This really doesn’t belong in a Christmas letter.”
So I pulled back and deleted everything I wrote and then I realized that the letter may be a lot harder than I first imagined it would be. Now I’m stuck. The runway is iced over and the plane is gonna’ be grounded for a little while. And the not gritting my teeth is also not really working out.
This is really stressful.
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