Well. 13 days remain. 15 if you live a dangerous life.
Prior to starting this project, I had so many hopes and dreams and could clearly picture exactly what I wanted to get out of this project. The sad thing is, I still have this feeling. I still know what I want to get out of this project and I can literally see results that I have generated throughout the course. But for some reason, I. Cannot. Write. More. Yes, I know, “writer’s block is perfectly normal, blah blah blah.” I get it. We’ve all had it before and we’ve all found a way to fix it. And granted, my fix will probably come the night of 4/21 before class as I fear Ray’s disappointed, horrified look if I don’t come with something resembling a finished project. But I just don’t understand why I cannot generate words at an appropriate time, like when I’m staring at my computer for hours on end.
And it’s not like I’m not trying. I think it’s fair to speak for everyone in this course when I say that we are all trying our best. But there’s just a point in which us trying doesn’t seem to be helping us climb over the wall blocking whatever beautiful, perfectly written project awaits on the other side.
So, here’s to hoping we find our way to the other side. Even if I have to crash over Humpty Dumpty style, that’s fine with me. And I wish I could provide some motivational story about how I’ve encountered this block before in prior classes, but those prior classes have never had such a meaning to me. I chose my project because I care about it. So I think this notion of “this must be perfect, Anne” glaring me in the face is the reason for these troubles. Either way, buckle up folks. These 13 days are gonna be a ride of a lifetime.