Can’t Be A Writer…

…unless you write something. I really oughta do that. I haven’t written anything meaningful for weeks, perhaps months. I’ve been thinking a lot about it, and making notes (Egads! Notes, me?) – but then I’ve always had this feeling that notes and outlines, for me, dispel the initial drive to get an idea down in words. My rough notes and thoughts give me the satisfaction that writing would have, without the effort put in. It’s something I really should work on. Dammit, I had a great idea for a surreal tale just a couple of days ago, and I’ve done nothing about it. The way it is: I’m always screwing things up for myself by putting off doing anything.

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