I want to write, and I've started about four gazillion (give or take) blogs and lost momentum. They're piling up over there, on the other side of my desk, past the Ferrero Rocher wrapper (empty, unfortunately). I have so much to say, my mind is bouncing between the darkest depths and knowing stuff needs to be outed and complete inertia.
See? Completely turmoiled, my head is.I really do have lots to say. Hell, I haven't even begun with all the Spain stories and we've been back for, what, three months? Ai. How does time fly so? The Spain stories are going dull at the edges, losing their distinct lines, they must be written quick, before they curl up like Autumn leaves and fall off the tree into nooks and crannies that I can't reach.
So here I am, waffling, in an attempt to get the momentum going. Enough already. Hopefully you'll see me again tomorrow. I can't promise intelligable writing - is that even a word? - but I will, at least, try to write. Before the thoughts in my head devour me alive.
Monday, August 22, 2011
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4 comments:
I'll be happy to read once you sort it out and happy to read, even if you don't.
I'll even wait.
Somehow I feel much like you these days. Can`t write a new blog post either. Lots in my mind, but won`t come out in words. Maybe it was the mist (hey, I always laugh when I write the word "mist". It means manure in German)
Ah, Kristin, thank you! I've been equally as bad at reading/commenting on other's (yours being the first I always read!)
Geli - must be the mist (teehee)
xx
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