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Aug. 1, 2009
Hmmm.... thinking....
Writing is a pickle. Literally. It's got a smooth skin with an interesting bumpy texture, and when you bite into it it's sour, and yet you still want to eat more of it.
Wow, I didn't think I'd come up with that good of an illustration on a whim.
Anyways, writing has been just like that: I am wearing myself out by writing too much, and forcing myself to write even when I don't want to, and thinking that I can't do anything except write. And yet when I tell myself I should take a break, I can't -- I'm addicted to a pickle.
Surprisingly, though writing fanfiction helped for a little bit, I now have that feeling you get when you eat too much chocolate -- stuffed with fluff, and not enough veggies. I love writing fanfiction, but I can't get over the nagging feeling that it's going nowhere.
I posted a post on my LiveJournal a few days ago that ties into this issue, and I would be pleased if y'all would read it. It explains something I've realized with my writing style -- something that I find highly disturbing.
I hope this post makes sense. I wrote it on a whim, and it's yet to be determined whether my bleak outlook is the product of reality, or merely the result of a dreadful case of heartburn.
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Copyright 2009 by Cherise A. You must ask me before using any of my stuff, and my name must appear along with the poem or post if you reproduce it.
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Aug. 2, 2009 - Untitled Comment
Caio,
Tori