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Friday, October 17, 2003

Constipation


I am really very frustrated right now. A million ideas are criss-crossing through my mind but it seems that every time I put pen to paper, or, more appropriately, fingers to molded plastic keys, I am unable to complete my thoughts. I have so many beginnings without ends and several ends without middles or beginnings (my fortune is that I have no middles that lack beginning or endings). So I write and I save, and I save, and I save, in hopes that one day I’ll be able to complete a thought, complete a project. But my thoughts, just a few days old, have already grown stale, and new, brief, partial ideas keep popping into my mind.

The aspect of writer’s block that I find most frustrating is that I never seem capable of capturing the language usage that I intended for a given work, whether it is a short story, an essay, or poetry. Especially poetry. I don’t consider myself to be a good poet, or even aptly proficient at the art, but I do enjoy playing with words and phrases. I tend to write poetry in the same manner that I hold a conversation, in an incredibly sporadic, spontaneous manner. So when I have writer’s block it isn’t only my writing that suffers but my ability to converse with other people. I know that seems very odd, but, as many of you have probably guessed, I am a pretty odd individual.

To break this plague, this curse of curses I have been IM’ing people quite randomly, and attempting to engage them in all manner of conversation. If you receive one of these eccentric IM’s don’t be alarmed, and I apologize in advance. If you have already received one of these blatantly bizarre IM’s, I am sorry…unless you are Sara, who still refuses to answer the most common of questions.


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