Writers write primarily because they have something to say. Words just happen to be the medium used to translate their thoughts and feelings to others. I keep coming up blank, empty. I have so much inside that is bursting to get out; my head and my heart are filled with un-decipherable thoughts and feelings, that have no words. And all attempts to write are pathetic graspings at straws. My untouchable muse seduces me with its lie and I believe it every time. So I begin to write...
...and still come up blank!
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
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