The blank page has been taunting me again.
It isn’t writer’s block because I have plenty of ideas – and I know how I want to write about those ideas… eventually. I’m just not feeling it today.
“Enter title here”. Well damn, I don’t have a title. What next?
Alright, pick a topic. How about the trip to Athens you took last summer?
No, I don’t feel like being nostalgic right now. Yeah, great timing for that.
Do you want to write about the creative writing class you took in your last quarter at Western?
Yes – but not right now. Thinking about how much writing I used to do will just get me down.
Well, you could just use something from one of your journals from that class – talk about the inspiration and writing process for one of your old poems or short non-fiction pieces.
That crap does not need to be public. Ever.
Running out of ideas here… but why not write a NEW poem or short non-fiction piece.
Nah, I’m too tired to be creative. It’s been a long week.
But it’s Thanksgiving week, so Tuesday would be like a normal Thursday afternoon.
You could always use your book material for the blog.
It’s not enough edited content to let other people read yet.
I know you wrote something the other day though – you talked to Cullen about book stuff for like an hour!
Let me rephrase: bugger off!
Okay fine. You come up with something. Lazyass.
Unrelated: Happy birthday to my Dad on Wednesday!