You can stop writing now.
Really? I can stop now?
Yes, really. It’s over- you don’t have to post everyday.
But… are you sure? I really feel like I should be sitting at the computer right now, writing something.
Like what? You still have 2 unpublished drafts.
I do? I should publish them, huh? They shouldn’t go to waste, right?
Suit yourself but they’re really pretty boring. Just because you can churn it out doesn’t mean anyone wants to read it.
I can make them better. I can. I can add pictures. I have pictures. Pleeez… I need to do something.
You could do all the stuff you should have done instead of writing obsessively for a month and checking your blog stats and comments and commenting back 20 times a day. You could knit, for example.
Knit? I knit? Oh yeah, now I remember, I have knitting to do. It’s around here somewhere.
and you have work to do and Christmas is coming up, you know.
Christmas! I can blog about Christmas!
You don’t need to blog today.
I don’t? But there’s so much to say…
No there isn’t. You’ve said it all. It’s time to move on. Just step away. It will be OK, I promise.
But not posting is making me really jittery and anxious. Just one more time, I’ll quit tomorrow, really. I can quit tomorrow. Yes, I’m sure it will be easier tomorrow.
Let it go already, give up. There’s no easy out. Cold Turkey. Do I need to unplug the computer now?
Ok, but can I just…
NO, enough is enough.
….. ok, maybe once more. But then you are done, done, done.