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I'm in a slump. This has to be one of the worst cases of writer's block I've ever experienced.
I can't write. As a result, I resort to watching pointless videos on YouTube all day. It's been a constant routine for the past two weeks: wake up at 9:30 (or maybe 10), pick up a book, read it til lunch, shove food down my throat, turn on the computer, and be stupid until it's time to go back to sleep.
My God, I even composed a poem about my muse, which decided totake a vacation the same time as I did.
Departure
O Muse, where have you faded?
Has your gentle susurrus muted
to an ineffable silence?
Has the pool of clear thought
and merciful vision dried
into this rueful earth?
Return to me, and
I shall cherish you;
bring back the crisp
silence of an old manor,
the silence of a voice,
and the golden fires
in a girl's heart.
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The worst of that is tha tit's a terrible poem, and it isn't even new.
The well has dried.
God save me.
I can't write. As a result, I resort to watching pointless videos on YouTube all day. It's been a constant routine for the past two weeks: wake up at 9:30 (or maybe 10), pick up a book, read it til lunch, shove food down my throat, turn on the computer, and be stupid until it's time to go back to sleep.
My God, I even composed a poem about my muse, which decided totake a vacation the same time as I did.
Departure
O Muse, where have you faded?
Has your gentle susurrus muted
to an ineffable silence?
Has the pool of clear thought
and merciful vision dried
into this rueful earth?
Return to me, and
I shall cherish you;
bring back the crisp
silence of an old manor,
the silence of a voice,
and the golden fires
in a girl's heart.
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The worst of that is tha tit's a terrible poem, and it isn't even new.
The well has dried.
God save me.