I am right smack in the middle of my 52 days (cf. 52 Days) and I am currently going through the whole gamut of emotions from A to Ω. It’s just bewildering and frustrating to say the least. Like coitus interruptus.
As a consequence, my mind is kind of on-the-blink right now – my second to the last post is still waiting a conclusion and I can’t think of anything to write about except this notice for my horde of adoring fans (yes, all 7 of you) that my brain is on strike right. I’d even welcome the stimulation of a brain-freeze if it’ll inspire me to write something.
I’ve nearly done everything to get me out of this funk but no luck..maybe next week. So until then…I’m off to 7-11..
August 13, 2008 at 5:10 am |
Sometimes I just take a walk. And sometimes I just force myself to write about a topic even when there’s no ending in sight. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes it’s put to one corner and revisited days later; sometimes it never sees the light of day again. But whatever you do, just write. =)
August 13, 2008 at 7:46 am |
i’m sure you’ll run into ideas to write about on your way to 7-11…or bettter yet a guy to coitus interruptos with…
woof!
August 13, 2008 at 8:48 am |
I am following McVie’s advice of writing ’til my brain shrivels. c”,)
Bry – wish ko lang that I’d run into some guy – kaya lang I can’t write about it here (baka mabuking ni Babycakes – he he he – love you B.)
Maybe it’s a good sign that while I’m writing this I’m already thinking about my next post – “Limp Noodles or What Not to Say When Fucking” – an exploration of statements that kill the libido. The title needs some work…c”,)