*Cha Cha on the Rocks, straight up and a little shaken.
It is hot on the rocks today. I am sweating. I wish I brought my umbrella.
There’s no use going home to get it. By the time I return, the sky will have reminded the sun that it’s winter and she’ll have cooled her energy for the day.
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I am sweating on the rocks, unsure of what to write. I have already written so much! I question if I should have come here again today, instead of staying home to efficiently switch loads as soon as the dryer beeps.
This is an act of faith, Cha Cha. I hear the Universe say. Sometimes you won’t know what to write. But that does not mean that you are not a writer.
She says this as if I’ve already gone down this train of thought. Haven’t I?—Now I feel the need to soothe myself with the truth. The truth is, this is hard.
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I feel like a contestant on Project Runway. For your next challenge, you must write another Beat in your own style. You can be inspired by whatever the f*ck you want. You have two days. Go.
Drawling back from my analogy, I remember earlier this year when I wasn’t working on the Cha Cha Beat. Frozen with fear, I distracted myself by watching every episode of Project Runway ever. I love Project Runway and its remarkable display of creativity.
Ummmm, hello! says the Universe, wanting to emphasize the obvious: The Cha Cha Beat is a remarkable display of creativity!—It’s weird, but I feel a little closer to knowing Heidi Klum.
Thank you, I say. I’m blushing a little bit. I love when the Universe compliments my work. But also I feel like a phony because I am struggling with today’s creation.—I am writing my heart out. I need this Beat to get me through to the next challenge.
Of course, to the Universe, I am already a winner. As long as I keep writing. The Cha Cha Beat is not a twelve-episode season or a competition. I may not be crowned a grand-prize winner in three months, but I also don’t have the threat of being discontinued. As long as I continue.
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As I continue writing on the rocks, the ocean continues to wave and the sun continues to shine. There are no clouds today, the horizon is clear. As if the Beat will go on forever.