Sometimes it's difficult to write...

there are days where I have plenty of loose ideas that need to be written down, before I forget. But sometimes days are empty. I have nothing to write about, nothing of note to say to the void that never says anything back. Sometimes I want to explore other mediums, it's been a while since I've done photography, maybe I could get back into that, or pick up painting, I've barely done any of that, or maybe pick up a new art form that I'll spend a bunch of money on, play with for a few days, and drop it to never touch is again. It's hard to focus on writing sometimes, and I hate feeling my writing dull. I used to write poems for classes, they weren't perfect, but they'd flow from me like blood from a papercut, now I have a hard time writing a simple poem. I struggle to find a clever alliteration or a beautiful image to convey. I'm considering going back to school when I can afford it, since I can't find a job that wants me, at least as much as I want them.
But here I am, trying to write something, anything, at least vaguely interesting to the one or two people who end up reading this. I try to set aside some time in a day, preferably before my mom gets up and makes a tremendous amount of noise, and write. Rarely do I have ideas for a poem, or a short story though. When your life is nothing but waking up, and watching 8+ hours of TV and movies with your mom, who also hasn't found a job yet, there's not a whole lot of new experiences you can write about.
But try to write anyway. About a favorite song, a show, anything. A first draft doesn't need to be perfect, just write it.
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