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I'm still here.
Over a decade or writing in this journal, I'm still trying to figure out the best use for it. The obvious answer of, "To keep myself writing" seems to have fallen by the wayside, as have all other attempts to keep myself writing. The writers' group I went to suffered from mitosis and the half I went to promptly died. The other half, i think I went to once, realized in coincided with something else, and in the end failed to care because I had nothing to present.
I can't even go through the motions of creative angst anymore. I know the reasons why I haven't finished anything in years. Some are valid. Some aren't. Sometimes life gets in the way. Somehow, the stories I want to tell don't go away.
And yet, there are the distractions. The inability to hold a thought in my head except for when it won't go away and you want it to. I realize the diagnosable nature of that sentence.
Moving right along, Here's the Unfinished List.
( Read if you want to )
Over a decade or writing in this journal, I'm still trying to figure out the best use for it. The obvious answer of, "To keep myself writing" seems to have fallen by the wayside, as have all other attempts to keep myself writing. The writers' group I went to suffered from mitosis and the half I went to promptly died. The other half, i think I went to once, realized in coincided with something else, and in the end failed to care because I had nothing to present.
I can't even go through the motions of creative angst anymore. I know the reasons why I haven't finished anything in years. Some are valid. Some aren't. Sometimes life gets in the way. Somehow, the stories I want to tell don't go away.
And yet, there are the distractions. The inability to hold a thought in my head except for when it won't go away and you want it to. I realize the diagnosable nature of that sentence.
Moving right along, Here's the Unfinished List.
( Read if you want to )
