Every time I enter my office (which is really just a corner in my bedroom with a table and office stuff on it), I kinda start having anxiety. I turn my laptop on and I just feel so overwhelmed! When my yahoo messenger signs me in automatically and the thing pops up 2 tell me I have mail, I start getting uncomfortable….mainly because I have some other mails 2 reply and now I’ve got new ones.
Another problem is that I have so much 2 write. I have my book, my regular articles (that aren’t so regular anymore), my series of short stories (that I keep starting and cancelling 2 start all ova), my articles for my job in Naija, and all the other mini writin projects I have. Believe me, I have sooooo many. I just completed one – 8 pages, 4998 words.
Oh, I was reading a writing book the other day, and it said one of the myths about writers is that ‘they are all crazy’. I couldn’t help but laugh at that. Uju always says I’m crazy cause I’m a writer and I come up with all sorts of crazy ideas. Of course, I had 2 call her and tell her that it was a myth. But then again, it doesn’t say that all writers are not crazy, it says not all are, so I just might be among those that are. But I think I seriously doubt it. I am as sane as they come. God help me.
Has any1 seen the movie ‘Secret Window’ starring Jonny Depp? Gosh, he’s so sexxxy, but that’s beside the point. The point is that he was a writer in the movie, and he totally went crazy and killed his ex-wife and her boyfriend. Uju makes it a habit 2 reference 2 that movie all the time. But does that mean I will go crazy and kill my ex?? Nah, that’s definitely not gonna happen. I don’t have any ex whom I want back…. so killin said ex is definitely not even an option.
OK – I’ve officially gone off the subject. The point of this post is to emphasize the fact that I am overwhelmed. So far, I think I have replied all the mails I’m supposed to reply – thank God for that miracle. I’m feeling better by the way. My eye is a lot better and my throat too is definitely better. It almost doesn’t hurt anymore even.
So do I know why I am overwhelmed now? Not really. I mean, I know why I am overwhelmed, but I don’t know why those things overwhelm me. A writer has gat 2 write, right?
Well, I’m out of here. I guess we go yarn later. Bye.
