Mar 09, 2006 09:03
in case anyone wonders, this is not working, this writing the important things only on paper, letting them stare at me, unresolved, growing and seething and curling around the words that used to be such a relief until the idea of writing just seems ugly, unwieldy and emotionally exhausting.
call me an exhibitionist. call me attention-starved. call me messed up. i cannot write if i do not have the option of being as candid as i want anywhere.
i feel completely arrested, and i'm running out of ideas.