Trying to write
It’s a little weird that I just can’t make myself write anything at this place. It should be easy. I am a real writer for heaven’s sake. But somehow this just gets to hard. Writing an article or a script is like breathing to me, I get a theme and I sit down in front of the computer and the words flow out. The words get printed and I get paid. But this, this is personal and that makes it difficult. I am a very private person, but that is why I started with Livejournal in the first place. I am one of those people who bottles up all their true feeling. Hide them away because it’s not appropriate. I can’t say anything about them in my articles. The paper I work for is pretty conservative; my boss would flip if I wrote about the green movement or the conflict in Israel.
So one of my friends basically forced me to join this place, here he said, here I could say anything I wanted. Nobody had to know it was me. It sounded like a brilliant idée. Now I have been around on LJ for a while and I haven’t written a thing. But today I decided that I am going to give it one last chance. I have to do something or else I am going to explode.