#1 Overthinking: The Creative's Nemesis

I used to write about pimps and hookers.

Now I write emails about Calcium Chews.

I spend a lot of time thinking about writing.

Overthinking.

But my overthinking has backed me into a corner.

I find myself at a time in my life where I almost stopped writing.

Not emails. Not Youtube scripts. The writing that makes your heart sing.

c-R-e-a-T-I-v-E Writing.

Like when I was 25, and my friend (then teacher) Eurydice would give us random words to write about for 10 minutes at Misfits College in Goldsmiths (Another story)

And I would talk about a hooker walking to meet a pimp under a street lamp.

Just writing man.

Sitting on the back seat of a bus with a blue biro and a notebook and swearing when we went round corners, because I just couldn’t put my pen down.

Writing stories.

So…

I’m going to overthink less (not stop- because, you know, it’s kind of a part of me like my third toes…)

And write more.

Write a story a day.

Because do you know how you really love something or someone?

When you stop, or when they’re gone.

You miss them.

And no, not miss like that toxic ex-girlfriend you miss like a sucking chest wound (never had one, just sounds cool… the chest wound… unfortunately lol)

Miss like…

You feel incomplete.

Life just feels. A bit pointless.

I don’t have a lot of regrets in life.

But not writing more would be one of them.

I’m tired of over-thinking.

Like the boogeyman that grabs your legs when you get out of bed.

Whispering sweet promises of glory in your ear.

If you just go back to sleep and keep on dreaming.

Living in a fantasy that never comes true outside of the four walls of your mind.

The best way.

To beat the creative nemesis.

Do.

And do it badly.

So I’ll be writing a story a day — 100 to 500 words. Fiction. Chaos. Maybe even some joy.

I’m calling the series “Once upon a Mike”

If you want to follow along, cool.

If not — I’m still gonna do it.

Because this is for me.

I need this.