day 3
Day three of writers block and I’m going nuts. Feels like I’m pouring energy through a sieve and watching it run aimlessly all over the floor.
I have a feeling it has something to do with practicality: lack of application, lack of reason for the story, lack of reason for story itself. Why do we tell stories? Why do I want to tell stories?
Someone somewhere said that the writer needs faith and perserverance. Well then, faith and perserverance it is. Still: I’m boooored.
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