I’m not prolific. I’m a slow writer. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to just sit at my laptop and churn out loads of content. I don’t have that much to say. Plus it takes me a fair amount of time to get my thoughts in order and then to figure out how to clearly share those thoughts is a-whole-nother ordeal.
“Who Rang That Bell?”
Clay Rivers

Amen to this. Also, when I’m churning out thoughts about a piece I want to write, I’m unable to write random filler during the process. So sometimes, like now, a lot of time passes from one published article to the next.

I was jealous of people who could pump out thoughtful content and in between, keep me laughing or crying with some satire and poetry.

That will never be me.

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