I realized last night that I never got around to officially registering for my creative writing class, and registration is closed now. I was supposed to write a 4 to 5 page short story, but I couldn't do it. I'd start writing, type in a few words, highlight the text, delete it then stare into the blank space again, hoping words would magically appear. I've been doing this since 4am this morning. I read once that the trick to writing was to be able to write on demand. That's the trick to master. That's a trick I need practice on. I just don't feel prepared right now. Not to be able to get the writing engine started in the cold. I just couldn't think of anything to write about. Thinking too hard again. I'm leaving my writing class. I need to work this out before I go back. I think the class is helpful in that it gives me feedback, but I have nothing for them to give feedback on, which kind of defeats the purpose. I think I'm going to quit tutoring too. It's not like I would spend that time wisely, but maybe, just maybe I'd have more time to write and read. I don't feel motivated to do anything. Isn't that the recurring theme in my life?
And cold it is in sunny northern California. Frost was all over the place this morning, as the temperature read into the high 20s.
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