Something Like That

[darkness_plant]

So there's been this bird periodically pecking at the top of my head, and I figured the best way to soothe my sore scalp would be to heed these chirpings and post an update. Despite the eight months span, I am still having trouble finding anything really worth writing about. There's been some developments, I have since shaven my head and been

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[chuchotement]

(I don't think I should nudge you anymore.... Despite having just said that, I will also say that you may be your own worst critic. Though you may find it difficult to attribute worth to words--or is it "worlds?"--I can hardly hear the gears spinning in your head from here--barring an extremely sensitive spy satellite, of course. As far as I can tell from the above entry et. al., there is plenty worth reading and seeing. For instance, I knew about the film but not of your apprehension. ...and I've never seen these photos, at least not in black and white. You speak differently from the way you write, and you give more thought to the written word because you have more time to scrutinize before it's made public. I like learning new things.

Then again, I could go the alternate route and note that if you think there is nothing worth writing about, then you're probably right. This is your personal space.

For some people, there is nothing worth saying. For others, nothing worth doing. Henry Miller once said--in more words, of course--that art can never live up to its source of inspiration. ...but what about the act of writing, itself? Is it devoid of worth? Is it really just words?)