Life is like a taxi. The meter keeps ticking whether you are getting somewhere or just standing still. — Lou Erickson.
Last night stuck in traffic from O’Hare to downtown Chicago I remembered Erickson’s words.
We’ve all been there, call it writer’s block, a rut at work, a relationship stuck in a routine, etc. Yet time keeps on ticking.
When I get stuck writing, I go back to the last few pages when it was working, and tinker with those pages until I remember what I had going.
Maybe there is a life lesson there?
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