Tag Archives: Writer’s Block
What I really think about July 10th.
It’s too fucking hot, all the time. And you know what else? It marks three months and five days since I last posted an entry on here… I find it seriously depressing that I can’t even motivate myself to blab … Continue reading
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What I really think about writer’s block: Part Deux.
Really? If you didn’t know, I have a blog entitled “Blocktherapy”–a way of forcing myself to write through my writer’s block (even if it isn’t really what I want to be saying.) And, if you hadn’t noticed, I have been … Continue reading
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What I really think about writer’s block.
Fuuuuuck. So blocked. So blocked I can’t even write a blog. And this blog is supposed to be block therapy. A little treatment to get me out of my current state of… nothingness. So blocked that I can’t think of … Continue reading
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What I really think about blogging.
Ahhh, blogging. I am of the belief that there are few worthwhile reasons to blog: 1. Your job (I know I will do relatively anything for a few bucks–relatively); 2. To keep in touch with a mass group of people, … Continue reading
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