Abemustwrite
is the name of a blog that I enjoy reading. Especially because of its
title. I find myself intrigued by the compulsion that drives the thing –
the 'must'. That’s what gets me interested.
It’s a little bit like the way we love to watch reality TV shows about people who are awesomely fat, but who can’t seem to help themselves from eating their way through 3 Chinese take-aways every evening of the week. That’s compulsion.
And I think I am afflicted with it too. A compulsion. Though (thankfully) mine doesn’t involve consuming my weekly recommended calorie intake, in one meal.
My compulsion had me scrawling the first draft of this post on the back of a loose sheet of paper while standing on a breezy Finchley Road station platform. True story.
This compulsion. This drive. This desire to do this above every other option. Iguess think that’s what makes me a writer. Well there’s that,
plus the fact that I’m pretty damn good at it. That helps.
So what’s yours? And does it define you or defile you? Food for thought.
It’s a little bit like the way we love to watch reality TV shows about people who are awesomely fat, but who can’t seem to help themselves from eating their way through 3 Chinese take-aways every evening of the week. That’s compulsion.
And I think I am afflicted with it too. A compulsion. Though (thankfully) mine doesn’t involve consuming my weekly recommended calorie intake, in one meal.
My compulsion had me scrawling the first draft of this post on the back of a loose sheet of paper while standing on a breezy Finchley Road station platform. True story.
This compulsion. This drive. This desire to do this above every other option. I
So what’s yours? And does it define you or defile you? Food for thought.
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