a bout of teh angst

Jul 07, 2005 22:46

God it feels like no matter what I do -- everything I write, say, think, or even just get down on paper is never original. It's as if originality doesn't exist anymore because all of it feels borrowed, it sounds like everything else I read and see. I used to think, "Hey, there's nothing wrong with being influenced by writing/art that affects you," but it's starting to feel as if I'm just imitating styles and preferences and trains of thought (not plagiarism [sp?]), and what I do to express myself never stems from solely me and me only.

It's like I can't breathe and what I want to say never comes out right and you could call it writer's block but it doesn't really feel like it. All of it just feels ... the same. Like I'm writing it, but the idea, the feelings, the vibe isn't mine because it came from something else that inspired me.

Gah, I can't even remember what my point was anymore because I'm tired. All I know is teh angsty thought was bugging me all day and I finally got it down somewhere, and now it doesn't even make sense. *pulls hair*

To get my mind off things ... I shall go to sleep. G`night all.

Oh yes, and Happy World Slash Appreciation Day!

And sadly R.I.P to the 37 who died during the London bombing attacks and prayers for the 700 who have been injured.
*worries* Where is Plum & Sappho??
♥Aly
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