It's always odd how my mood can turn, usually based on the weather or what I'm having to do on that particular day, but predictably, my mood has - with the weather - taken a turn again today.
Having finally satisfied myself that my first poetry assignment was good enough to submit, I was packed and ready to leave for The Mad Merchant and an afternoon/early evening of coffee, reading and writing. Of course, it had to decide to rain today. This wasn't really a problem because it wasn't overly windy - which I hate especially on rainy days - but yeah, the bleak skies didn't exactly fill me with joy either.
So once I had ploughed my slow way through next week's required reading for poetry - which is still happening despite the deadline that very day - and polished off my first large Americano and an egg, mushroom, balsamic tomato and reggae sauce broiche bun (I've mentioned this beautiful creation before), I needed to focus on writing a poem about eels.
I chose to start this task with a seven-minute free write - as I hadn't done one this morning - which could help spark ideas for how to approach this poem. 3 hours later and I had about 3-4 stanzas done after much hard thinking and my second large Americano. I had meant to finish it tonight but, given the news that I now have until next Friday to complete it, the feeling of being creatively worn out and therefore deciding not to finish it, is justified. So until another day.
Tomorrow I must expend as much energy as I can afford on getting my dissertation chapter to around 1150 words before 1pm. This is because I have my first tech rehearsal for next weekend's showcase. Looking forward to Sunday's full run-through more though, despite it taking away valuable writing time. I will see you then, hopefully.
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