Personally, I've reached 12K followers on Instagram . I remember a time when I wanted to create discussion groups with friends: virtual salons where I could find conversation and company 24/7. It never worked out.
When I wake up in the morning, I don't know. I have things to do (" what "), like everyone else, but I have no idea how I'm going to go about it. And I think that's the secret.
Last night, I was at the round table " Facing Crises: How to Prepare Collectively ," moderated by Alexandre Florentin with Ziad Touat , a Crisis Management Advisor, and Christian Clot , an explorer-researcher.
I now type relatively fast, around 70-80 words per minute, with good accuracy. For someone who spends their time writing, it's quite handy: I can almost "dump my thoughts" onto the screen without looking at my fingers or falling behind.
We work in one direction. We fail. We give up. We tell ourselves "this wasn't meant for me, I'd be better off focusing on what I know how to do." But some machines aren't resilient. A single missing part, wire, or gear, and nothing works .
I don't choose what I write.One morning, I realize that my comedy-drama screenplay isn't progressing. The new scenes are dragging, predictable. Even the corrections I make here and there don't seem to be heading in the right direction. It's a mess.