Rivals So I realized tonight that I am an adversarial person. I set up rivals to struggle against in order to be properly motivated. At work, I am usually my own adversary, which is probably best. At home, I used to be an incredibly jealous boyfriend and now, well, I guess I still am, but not as much. I hope. Anyway. At school I'm fiercy competitive with my classmates unless it's something I feel I have no place in anyway (Chemistry). And tonight, what triggered this line of thought, I spoke with my literary rival.
He's not a bad person. He's a friend, actually. But hearing him discuss how far he's gotten with his novel and how original it is just makes me want to open up the laptop and begin typing away as fast as I can. I know mine can be better, simply because it's mine.
Of course, he has the one thing I don't: Time.
Still, I'm stubborn and determined, and only time will tell which of us really ends up on top.
And if he does make it before me, isn't that just further motivation?
Writers are so evil to eachother.  ¶   0 comments