This blog’s becoming a liability.
It tells me that I have to keep writing.
Even if I don’t want to.
Even if I don’t have anything to write.
That makes the writing constrained and unwarranted.
So when I do have something to say – like today – I fear it will sound unreal.
But I will say
What I have to say
Dependant. Exposed. Lost.
That’s how I feel.
I know what I want.
I know how it can happen.
But I won’t make it happen.
I want the plot to unfold on its own.
I have the unwritten words, written in my mind
All I need is a pen that’ll pick up the words and put them down on paper
Then I want the wind to blow the sheet away
Away from me, over to where I want it to go
I want the words to be seen, to be read, to be felt
I want a thought transfer to happen
Sigh!
And then I’ll live happily ever after
posted by J @ 4:22 pm
Comments: 2
2 Comments:
Re the opening lines: think I know *exactly* how you feel :)
Here's to a great 2007.
A very good decision.
PS: The pen's already there. The nib has become blunt. Just needs to be sharpened or replaced. What say?
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