Damn.....
Somehow I thought that sitting in front of a different computer would change things. That some magical event would happen, some kind of special energetic change that would unblock my brain and allow me to write a meaningful, interesting entries.
My god, I'm becoming one of those people......you know...THOSE people. I've written too damn many entries about how I can't seem to write entries. What the fuck?! Maybe this just ain't my thing. Once in a while I seem to be struck by something meaningful to share with people, but lets face it, since leaving college, my ablity to freewrite on a topic of note seems to have dimished. Has my creativity diminished? My drive to be creative? Or is my life just really damn boring? God, last year every few days I had something bursting my brain to be written about.
But no more. Now my brain is an arid wasteland of buttes and tumbleweeds. (I don't think I've ever used the word "butte" before.)
I could use a good survey right now.
Well, that's enough of my bitching right now. I'll try to keep a pen handy so I could write down ideas for good entries.
Peace out!
My god, I'm becoming one of those people......you know...THOSE people. I've written too damn many entries about how I can't seem to write entries. What the fuck?! Maybe this just ain't my thing. Once in a while I seem to be struck by something meaningful to share with people, but lets face it, since leaving college, my ablity to freewrite on a topic of note seems to have dimished. Has my creativity diminished? My drive to be creative? Or is my life just really damn boring? God, last year every few days I had something bursting my brain to be written about.
But no more. Now my brain is an arid wasteland of buttes and tumbleweeds. (I don't think I've ever used the word "butte" before.)
I could use a good survey right now.
Well, that's enough of my bitching right now. I'll try to keep a pen handy so I could write down ideas for good entries.
Peace out!