I don’t know exactly how a backfire works, but it’s something about the wrong mix of air and gas and maybe timing that causes the engine to expel the wrong gas at the wrong time or something. The upshot though is that there’s a loud useless explosion.
That’s how I’m feeling today. Another day into my “writing depraved and decadent” experiment, and things are not going well. Big, meaningless explosions.
I think I might be overthinking it a bit. It’s like in Bull Durham in that scene where Kevin Costner is in the batter box and his head’s going a mile a minute and he tells himself, wait a second, what are you thinking about? Get out of the box. GET OUT OF THE BOX! And then he calls time.
I need to call time, I think. I’m not sure how to get my head back in the game. But I need to call time.
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