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| Goodbye forever. by mrs. johnson 06/03/2003, 12:21am PDT | ||||
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| I forgot how to write. Somewhere in the past couple of weeks I cannot get out one decent sentence out. An emptiness of mind and an elongation of my days are starting to wear me down. School is almost over and summer is approaching rapidly. A few more scholarly essays and I won’t be able to describe a sentimental cloud. I try reading books with clever language and fabulous descriptions and only end up envious. I look back at what I used to write and it is abrupt, pointless or endlessly descriptive and veiled. My deductions tell me that I was never really meant to be any good at this, just a good couple of months of inspiration and accidents. I can’t think of a decent plot that will express what I want it to. That’s fine with me. I’m just feeling like shit because I thought I could do this. Because I thought I had talent. Apparently talent is just working at it. I’d keep working if I had a decent plot anywhere in my mind. I don’t. They all seem too simple and useless. Labyrinthine and pointless. No character development. Nothing. This is where I resign from Cabaret Voltron. Or something. Don't hold me to it, in case I get really fucking inspired.
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Goodbye forever. by 06/03/2003, 12:21am PDT  Re: Goodbye forever. by 06/03/2003, 12:47am PDT Fucking auto-nick... well I am not coping to it. NT by 06/03/2003, 12:52am PDT Re: Goodbye forever. by 06/03/2003, 1:17am PDT It looks like you're trying to write a short story. by 06/03/2003, 2:29am PDT Re: Goodbye forever. by 06/03/2003, 8:07am PDT Re: Goodbye forever. by 06/03/2003, 1:35pm PDT You're all right. I'll never die. Barton Fink is a great movie. NT by 06/03/2003, 2:38pm PDT "I'll show you the life of the mind!!!!!" by 06/03/2003, 3:53pm PDT Re: "I'll show you the life of the mind!!!!!" by 06/03/2003, 7:19pm PDT |
