The Possession of a Preoccupied Mind
Hey, how you doin'? No, I am not rewatching Friends for the zillionth time. It's just that I hate to start traditionally. I'm in a conflicting situation: some of my readers like my conversational tone, but apparently it isn't quite acceptable to the publication agencies. Two of my best-appreciated stories were rejected because of their tone. The rejection felt like a jolt that I could practically feel in my head, especially the second one. Since that day, I've been caught up in a vicious loop of boredom because I stopped writing anything new. I also called off a new transcription gig that promised me some good money, but the client was a tad bit of a scoundrel in his behaviour. So here I am, having voluntarily stepped away from both writing and work, and somehow managing to be bored out of my mind. Pretty efficient, ain't I? I'm in that peculiar state where I don't want to do anything to kill time, yet somehow want the time to pass joyfully. I ...
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