Frustration

I sit down to write in a comfy chair, large mug of hot tea and at least one cat, all within easy reach. Sometimes I look at the NaBloPoMo writing prompt, sometimes I already have something in mind.

Keys click. Cats purr. I write steadily, or in spurts, until it feels finished, then I go off and do other stuff for a while. When I get back to my computer, either I don’t like what I’ve written and start over, or I like it and publish it. Then, I wander over to NaBloPoMo Soup to add my name and link to those of all the others who have joined the December challenge.

That is, I TRY to add the link.

The online form has taken a dislike to me, for some reason. If I can’t get it to accept my link after four or five tries, my stomach starts to churn and the joy I felt while writing gives way to anger and frustration.

So…while I publish my blog posts daily, usually in the afternoon, the NaBloPoMo links are more eccentrically timed.

Grrrrrr.

About Kat

Cat lover, singer, early music addict, reads a lot. Former R&D chemist with an obsessive need for variety. Now active as a freelance technical writer and editor, web designer, photographer, computer coach, and trainer. Owner, MasterWork Consulting (http://www.masterworkconsulting.com/).
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