It seems as though I am suffering from a bit of a creative blockage. There's something lurking around in this brain of mine, but I can't get it out. This. Is. Frustrating.
I managed to come up with a few tweets over the weekend, but I wasn't proud of them. Much like this, it is writing for the sake of writing. Just so you can feel like you have done something, ANYTHING.
So now is the fun part. Tell me, buddies. How the heck do I get it out of me? I'd love to hear about your creative process. Help me!
In the meantime, I will leave you with the only two things I can think of right now, neither of which can help me write an entire post:
1) The Flight of the Conchords show here sold out in 30 mins or something stupid like that, so I did not get tickets. BOOOO.
2) I think that M.I.A. is adorable. 9 months pregnant and still a muthafuckin' GANGSTA. Awesome.
That is all. Will resume feeling frustrated now. Peace out, yo.
4 comments:
I wish I had the answer. I don't really know what I do. It was always a challenge when the writing was expected, like for school. Often things would come to me while I was drifting off to sleep and I would get up and scrawl them onto a scrap of paper to revisit the next day.
I think creativity ebbs and flows. You're in an ebb. Or a flow. I don't know.
PS I've heard talk that Ticketmaster did some shady business re: The Conchords. Stay tuned! Maybe they will be busted!
If I feel like doing a blog and I have no ideas, I actually just sit there and think of nothing until something pops into my head from sheer boredom. This is why all my blogs are mostly nonsense.
If I'm trying to actually write something of substance, I find a song that makes me feel sad or nostalgic or whatever and loop it until I'm done. You rock Marvin Gaye! This is why my English professor was so impressed that I was in touch with my emotions- Marvin Gaye. Sometimes Ween works.
Imnotbenny
You need something to break the blockage/anxiety spiral. Whatever works for you.
I had a lump in my throat and thought I might have cancer - it took my mind of everything. After my Doc told me I didn't I was able to finish some lyrics I had been unable to complete.
On a smaller scale, this is probably where the thing about scratching your head comes from.
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