Dear Readers,
This right here is a non post, I wrote a post, I hated the post, I deleted the post.
I have nothing to say.
Shit.
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Tuesday 16 September 2014
Tuesday 2 September 2014
Turmoil and Inspiration
Hello Dear Readers,
I set out with the intention to write about relationships and how your perspective on them changes, due to some recent letters however I would be more interested in talking about writing.
Not this kind of writing, the folly of blogging and hoping to achieve some measure of intellectualism through spouting nonsense but the deep writing, the kind of writing that normally (for me anyway) is birthed through turmoil.
I haven't written a short story in 3 years, a poem in 2, for me that seems crazy. I've always branded myself as a writer with the intention of one day making that true, it seems I'm falling short of my goal.
So why do we (the collective guild of turmoil writers) need to feed off of that inner darkness, why is that we cant just write a happy piece? Wouldn't that be just as justifiable?
So I'm trying to push myself. This blog will be free of the pretentious drivel that that push will create but I think its important to note the intention.
The next question then would be where will I draw my inspiration? When there is no conflict warring within me what in hell do I write about? This situation, of being blissfully happy, niggles at my inner tortured writer, 'Why are you doing this? Go destroy your life, give me something woman!'
It seems this post comes to no real conclusion or decision, perhaps it is time to let go of the dark little writer inside me, perhaps its time to write about something new.
Any ideas of inspiration, dear readers, is welcome.
Cheerio!
I set out with the intention to write about relationships and how your perspective on them changes, due to some recent letters however I would be more interested in talking about writing.
Not this kind of writing, the folly of blogging and hoping to achieve some measure of intellectualism through spouting nonsense but the deep writing, the kind of writing that normally (for me anyway) is birthed through turmoil.
I haven't written a short story in 3 years, a poem in 2, for me that seems crazy. I've always branded myself as a writer with the intention of one day making that true, it seems I'm falling short of my goal.
So why do we (the collective guild of turmoil writers) need to feed off of that inner darkness, why is that we cant just write a happy piece? Wouldn't that be just as justifiable?
So I'm trying to push myself. This blog will be free of the pretentious drivel that that push will create but I think its important to note the intention.
The next question then would be where will I draw my inspiration? When there is no conflict warring within me what in hell do I write about? This situation, of being blissfully happy, niggles at my inner tortured writer, 'Why are you doing this? Go destroy your life, give me something woman!'
It seems this post comes to no real conclusion or decision, perhaps it is time to let go of the dark little writer inside me, perhaps its time to write about something new.
Any ideas of inspiration, dear readers, is welcome.
Cheerio!
Thursday 21 August 2014
Blogging About Blogging
Hello Dear Readers,
So since we last typed your illustrious author has been racking her brain and stressing herself out about blogging. What is my blog? What is trying to say? Who am I trying to be? In the end the answer was simple.
I'm not saying or being anything.
The more I struggled trying to find a theme for my next post the more I realised I was being that pretentious moron I swore I wasn't going to be this time around. I was worried about how my blog was going to perceived by my peers and the image of me I wanted to put out into the world. These are the things this blog is meant to be entirely free from (that and gluten).
Who would have thought that a stress free blog would be so stressful?
So, friends, peers, countrymen, strangers & stalkers, here is my pointless post promising you further more pointless posts!
Lets all try and take ourselves a little less seriously for what is one blog on the internet other than a speck in the ether of blah blah blah.
Cheerio!
So since we last typed your illustrious author has been racking her brain and stressing herself out about blogging. What is my blog? What is trying to say? Who am I trying to be? In the end the answer was simple.
I'm not saying or being anything.
The more I struggled trying to find a theme for my next post the more I realised I was being that pretentious moron I swore I wasn't going to be this time around. I was worried about how my blog was going to perceived by my peers and the image of me I wanted to put out into the world. These are the things this blog is meant to be entirely free from (that and gluten).
Who would have thought that a stress free blog would be so stressful?
So, friends, peers, countrymen, strangers & stalkers, here is my pointless post promising you further more pointless posts!
Lets all try and take ourselves a little less seriously for what is one blog on the internet other than a speck in the ether of blah blah blah.
Cheerio!
Thursday 14 August 2014
A Little Intro.
Well hi.
I used to fancy myself a bit of a writer which means I've had my fair share of blogs in the past (mostly pretentious drivel).
I'm getting on in my years now (not even thirty, what a nonce) and I really fancy picking up a (metaphorical) pen and just writing whatever the heck I feel like.
I'll try and be pretension free but it doesn't come easily to someone as adorned with natural talent as I, its ok, you have my permission to swoon.
So anyway, this is a blog, about whatever, for no one in particular.
Write soon!
I used to fancy myself a bit of a writer which means I've had my fair share of blogs in the past (mostly pretentious drivel).
I'm getting on in my years now (not even thirty, what a nonce) and I really fancy picking up a (metaphorical) pen and just writing whatever the heck I feel like.
I'll try and be pretension free but it doesn't come easily to someone as adorned with natural talent as I, its ok, you have my permission to swoon.
So anyway, this is a blog, about whatever, for no one in particular.
Write soon!
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