It's one of those days where I have been staring at the cursor as it flashes at me, mocking me. I don't know how other writers can force themselves to sit and write something every single day?
I go in bits and fits. Hell, I don't even blog every day any more, and there was a time I would blog every day, sometimes five or six posts a day.
I think I've officially run out of ideas. Run out of things to say.
I've been struggling with the whole writing thing for the last... two years to be honest. I don't get it. How can you love something your whole life, then just... poof gone?
I was hoping that one of the things the movie challenge would do was re-inspire my writing, but it hasn't. My cousin thinks I just need a new muse. Like it's so easy to just pick a guy and make him the center of things. Right
The silliness is gone, the colours have all faded to grey and I'm feeling like... blah.
Well, okay lets see if my cousin is right... if you want to be the new center of my creativity, just let me know. We'll go from there. Wrestlers warmly welcome.
