im in one of those strange moods where i want to write, but cant be bothered to be too creative- do you ever get that?
ive been thinking about writing another poem and kinda have a subject matter but im not really sure where to go with it, i havent got writers block, im not creative enough a writer to have that i just can't fashion the words correctly on the page- maybe it is writers block?
im feeling a little disappointed with my writting to date, much like this blog it tends to form on the page as my thoughts form in my head, meaning i always end up questioning myself. much like the above paragraph actually.
when i started out this was meant to be a kinda online diary to help get my thoughts into shape and help me understand just what the hell is going on. but i guess im always going to find life a bit of a confusing blur.
I do enjoy writing though so i am going to stick at it but what im trying to say is that its not very poignant and thats a bit disappointing.
hmmm just some thoughts...
