I wish this was a post about running on an actual treadmill and burning actual calories and getting awesomely fit. But it’s not. It’s about running on an analogous treadmill, where no calories are burned and nothing actually happens, you just keep running and running and not going anywhere.
Yep, you guessed it, this is a moan post. To be fair I haven’t done one for a while so, y’know, I’m feeling entitled.
Possibly this could also be post-sub blues, or beginning blues, or the waiting blues. Or the NTAI blues. Or the dammit-I-will-never-be-a-rockstar blues. Or the kind of blues you have when you know that the chance of chocolate occuring in the next couple of hours is zero to nil.
But no. It’s the kind of blues you have where you’ve subbed everything everywhere. You’re keeping ahead of the rejections by soldiering on with the next story. You’ve done everything you possibly can to keep the momentum going. But you’re still stuck in the same place as you were two months ago. Three months ago. Six months ago. A year ago.
Still nowhere in other words.
I’m sure it’ll pass. At least, sometime something will happen and then I’ll either be going up or down. I hope it’s up, though realistically, given my track record, it’s more likely to be down. But until something does, I’m stuck on the treadmill, running and running and going nowhere.
I guess at least my Pinterest boards give me something pretty look at while I’m here.
Anyone else got the treadmill blues? Or is it more the realisation that you’ll never be a rockstar blues? 🙂