11-04-2014, 01:49 PM
same here, very weird year with lots of unexpected changes. i go through droughts where i don't really write anything of substance,
just scribbles or incoherent babblings that may or may not materialize into something at a later date.
lately i've been going through old poems, sifting through the muck to find something that might be worth shining up and presenting.
it's really frustrating to not write anything new. i posted a small poem the other day that i penned on the fly. three lines. nothing special. it felt good though.
but still, i wish i could plumb the depths and be rewarded. i got nothing. just...nothing.
i'm reminded though that i do this more often than not, that i experience writing droughts every year and then miraculously, my psyche takes a shit in the back of my skull and i either have to scoop it out onto paper or actually deal with. i'd rather not do the latter, so i write
just scribbles or incoherent babblings that may or may not materialize into something at a later date.
lately i've been going through old poems, sifting through the muck to find something that might be worth shining up and presenting.
it's really frustrating to not write anything new. i posted a small poem the other day that i penned on the fly. three lines. nothing special. it felt good though.
but still, i wish i could plumb the depths and be rewarded. i got nothing. just...nothing.
i'm reminded though that i do this more often than not, that i experience writing droughts every year and then miraculously, my psyche takes a shit in the back of my skull and i either have to scoop it out onto paper or actually deal with. i'd rather not do the latter, so i write