Hard at work/Hardly Working – By @McNultyMovie
Hard at work/Hardly Working
Its Wednesday, I’ve got a brief due tomorrow and I’ve made what feels like zero progress on it.
Come to think of it, I’ve made what feels like zero progress on any of the briefs I’m working on. Nice.
I know, another piece about struggling with creativity. HoW OrIGiNaL.
At the moment, I’m tired and it feels like the lights in my head are dimming.
I can’t nail down this idea or any idea at the moment.
It’s like a game of whack-a-mole. Thump, missed it. Thump, not this time. Thump, nice try sucka.
Right now, all my ideas are lying in a shattered heap on the floor. I have to pick through them and piece them together. It’s difficult, they’re sharp and I keep cutting my fingers on them.
Please God, if there is a God, grant me the power to pause time. I want to collect my thoughts, organize them neatly and then pick out the ones that make the most sense. What a luxury that would be.
They say that diamonds are forged under great pressure. That’s starting to feel like a croc of shit, cuz boy do I feel the pressure but I ain’t producing no diamonds, just beads of sweat.
The exasperating thing about creative preoccupation is you have to take the highs with the lows.
When you’re firing on all cylinders, it’s a rush. But when you’re not, pfffttt, you want to lie down, close your eyes, stuff your fingers in your ears and pretend the world doesn’t exist anymore. (Imagine you could outsource that feeling. Wouldn’t that be great?)
Alright, enough of that because even though hard at work sometimes feels like hardly working, graft makes craft. So, I better get back to it.