May 06, 2004 00:41
what the fuck is that SMELL in my basement?? it smells like rotting ASS. oh well, fuck it. it'll be gone tomorrow. i was gonna wish everyone a happy cinco de mayo, but it's 12:44 so nevermind.
you know, for about 2 weeks i've been having the worst creative block ever. seems like everytime i have time to do something creative, i just don't feel like it. i mean, i FEEL like it, but i can't think of anything creative to do, or when i do it's seems stupid, or i'll actually start something and get bored with it. i've come up with a few possible causes just now:
1. i have too much porn sitting around.
when i feel the urge to create something, porn for some reason seems like a much better alternative. it's NOT, but somehow i always end up with my dick in my hand in front of the TV when i should be writing music, or working on the screen play for episode #1 of F.O.B., or OUTSIDER, or drawing something, or SOMETHING.
2. i have too many simultaneous projects going on at once.
see the very end of reason #1.
3. my time seems very limited.
time constraints are one of creativity's worst enemies (along with pre-ordained prohibitations, censorship, limits on volume, external distractions, etc.), and it seems like if i only have an hour or 2 to do WHATEVER it is i wanna do, i don't want to run outta time right in the middle of something fun, or lose track of time altogether and end up being late for work. and i hate rushing through anything, let alone something i actually enjoy. so as an alternative, i opt to sit around and be bored. and then problem #1 comes back into play. or i eat.
i have that unsettling feeling of "waiting it out". i hate that fucking feeling. a concept like the future is WAY too abstract for a person like me.