Sometimes it's difficult being an aspiring-writer-wanna-be, especially when I'm trying to peel myself off the pavement cause life just dropped a forty-ton anvil on me and my bicycle.
*thinks about what to write*
It's not as if I'm lacking "material." Quite the contrary: the material's all here, nicely coupled with abnormally high amounts of mental energy exertion and sleep deprivation. Throw in monthly medication overdoses (it's great being a woman) and the fact that many prominent composers, musicians, philosophers and artists were actually insane... and I definitely have potential.
Ok, let's add it up:
ideas (mental energy) + time (sleep deprivation) + more ideas (medication) + creativity (insanity) = increased potential. I obviously have everything going for me... so why the inability to ingeniously solve life's problems and record it in entertainingly witty and clever blogs on the side?
But alas... here I sit, pondering what to write next, and waiting for the next anvil to drop out of the overcast sky.
* please take nothing** I write seriously
** almost everything
1 comment:
You're insane. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
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