I'm having one of those days, that a Writer goes through. Don't want to write. Not for me, nor for you. It's not writers block per-say. More like being lazy inside. Pushing through it by forcing the pen to the page. Not expecting jewels tonight though. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing. Is it settling? Lowering my own expectations? Or is it knowing myself enough to know when the outcome would be dog-shit?
Conversely, is it vain to think that when the mood is right, jewels will just pour out of this pen like a bejeweled screen on a smartphone? - Nah, that's exactly where the expectations of myself should be ... why ever settle for expecting any less than greatness? Just earn it and work through all the up-and-down-phases between now and then.
~ Sunday 08.16.2015 @ 8:46pm