Promises

I’ve had a few days off. Not for any particular reason other than I haven’t been much in the mood for writing. I did promise, however, that I would try to write a small piece each and every day. It still feels impossible to stick to. I have already forgotten which day I am on, but the day will never be paused or reset to zero.

In a world where the vast majority of words coming out of people’s mouths and keyboards are hot air, I desperately crave for the day where what I have said holds true. I cannot bear to lose this time. Lose to myself for lying over and over again about a project which never takes its first step out of water.

I am a walking antonym, a contradiction to my own thoughts. I do not intend to lie again for the sake of my artistic and creative capability. I know I am capable. I just do not know what it is that will allow me to reach the pinnacle I have placed ahead of myself.

Promises are made to be broken, nine times out of ten, and usually not intentionally. The Parallel is no accident to me and I will cherish this carefully crafted vision that I have in mind. If I were to take a step back now, I’d be devolving into someone I came to hate. I don’t want to go back there.

The Parallel has needed some minor adjustments with the plot and direction, namely the premise, as I find it confusing to concretely say what my objectives are. I know what the end product should look like, but this is bugging me greatly. Hopefully, the issues will resolve themselves soon so better attention can be paid to the script.

Got to finish what I started.

This one’s for the young writer.

You’ll see your name in lights soon.

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