I worry that I've lost my creative sensibilities. I have a lot of friends who write. And I think that's great. But I get a little bitter when I hear them talk about it or when I see an actual manuscript. I have no patience or attention span with which to write.
I used to fancy myself a creative person only I'm not so sure why I ever really thought that now. I can't seem to get truly creative thoughts out of my head and on paper. Not more than a couple sentences at least.
I think everyone knows about my book that I've been perpetually writing and deleting. I honestly think I have a creative and very workable idea. I certainly have a unique outlook on life. What I lack is the motivation to sit down and write it. I can't get thoughts out in an organized manner. Much like this blog entry, I start writing it and I have no idea where it goes.
I, personally, blame my education. Journalism teaches you to boil down what you're trying to say to it's most essential words. More words= wasted paper, wasted broadcast time, lost money and time. I spent 4 years boiling down flowery prose to a headline, a tag-line, a big idea, a unique selling proposition, etc. And now I feel like I've gotten to this point where I can't expound upon ideas. I can't unpackage thoughts and feelings and ideas I have and turn them into a creative expression.
What's happened to me?
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I feel this about every other time I write, if it makes you feel any better. Blah.
Maybe the good lord just doesn't want you to be a writer. Did you ever think of that? Maybe if you would "straighten" up your life, find a lovely wife, create some precious children... perhaps then God would listen to you.
Do you know where Matteson Illinois is? We watched a video on it in my Fair Housing class. Apparently that town is filled to the brim with rich, white racist snobs. Huzzah! Let's move there to start our family!!!
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