I don’t know what’s worse:
Having a million ideas and being unable to put them to paper (word doc, Scrivener, notepad, etc) because of a lack of motivation
or
Having a million ideas and being unable to put them to words because of a combination of a concussion, stress about life, and the usual work-related shenanigans that come up during the month of November.
Okay, so it’s probably the latter.
Consider me diagnosed.
But the biggest problem is that I can say “I’ll get to it when I get home” all I want, but I also know that there are four million more things waiting for me as soon as I do get home (like cleaning my disaster of a bedroom and, you know, holidays).
So I just need to start writing.
Easier said than done.