when I have something i need to write, I always take a bath, no matter the hour, then get completely ready as if to go out on a date with my brain. Put on some melodramatic music that makes me feel like I just killed a man or filed for divorce. Shake from the latte. Do anything else I possibly can. Write anything else I possibly can. Make sure my makeup looks good in the mirror. Make sure my headphones aren’t messing up my hair. Find out that they are but hopefully in a charming way. Stare at myself in Photobooth and consider whether this is the face of someone who has anything important to say. Doubt my very existence, my ability to make a point, or to stand by it. Why do I not write outlines? Who do I think I am?
Then, go.
