That Which Is Known

I enjoy the physical act of writing-- sitting seriously in a coffee shop somewhere, putting my headphones in, typing away at nothing in particular. Looking into the middle distance for long periods of time, accomplishing nothing. You know the kind. 

That said, what I've run into a lot lately is that I often lack (or think that I lack) the things to actually write about. While the flesh is willing, the spirit is weak, as they say. This listlessness quickly turns into mindless googling, and before I know it I've spent all my dedicated writing time reading about the history of a particular Bulgarian thatching method on Wikipedia. 

To try and stave off this feeling, I made a game called "That Which Is Known", which you can read more about here: