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I Am a Talentless Hack
Jun. 27th, 2004 10:13 pmI am not happy with my writing at the moment. It all feels so cliched and simple and flat and ugly. *pokes it with a wooden spoon*
Meh.
What I really need is something truly inspiring. Something that I can just, I don't know, sit down and write and be absorbed in and eventually be proud of. Right now, I'm not too proud of anything.
For some reason, right now what I really want to write is something depressing and gut- and heart-wrenching and just really, really sad. Angst, my good people, I want to write angst. But I've got nothing. Nothing. *wail*
It's getting to the point where I feel that if I don't write something, my head'll explode.
Okay, enough of the self-pitying/lamenting my lack of talent and inspiration. Damn it all anyway.
There are a ton of fucking mosquitoes in here! Damn them, too!
Thursday Mom and I are going to Seattle so that I can house-sit for Kay and Greg. Exciting times. I may or may not come back before the Howard Shore concert on July 17. Chances are looking at not. Wednesday Tom and I are going to try and go see Spiderman 2.
Here's hoping we actually can. Today I caught up on all of the new episodes of Six Feet Under. I have seriously missed this show and I didn't even realize it until I watched the season premier. Dawn was on tonight's episode. And Andrew was on last week's ep reciting a bad dirty poem! HA. It was great (bad) stuff. So glad the show's back.
Meh.
What I really need is something truly inspiring. Something that I can just, I don't know, sit down and write and be absorbed in and eventually be proud of. Right now, I'm not too proud of anything.
For some reason, right now what I really want to write is something depressing and gut- and heart-wrenching and just really, really sad. Angst, my good people, I want to write angst. But I've got nothing. Nothing. *wail*
It's getting to the point where I feel that if I don't write something, my head'll explode.
Okay, enough of the self-pitying/lamenting my lack of talent and inspiration. Damn it all anyway.
There are a ton of fucking mosquitoes in here! Damn them, too!
Thursday Mom and I are going to Seattle so that I can house-sit for Kay and Greg. Exciting times. I may or may not come back before the Howard Shore concert on July 17. Chances are looking at not. Wednesday Tom and I are going to try and go see Spiderman 2.
Here's hoping we actually can. Today I caught up on all of the new episodes of Six Feet Under. I have seriously missed this show and I didn't even realize it until I watched the season premier. Dawn was on tonight's episode. And Andrew was on last week's ep reciting a bad dirty poem! HA. It was great (bad) stuff. So glad the show's back.
