If you're good at something, never do it for free. Please, do not discount these words just because they were said by a psychotic fictional serial-killer. If anything, that should increase their legitimacy.
I take this saying to heart, because I made a career out of the only thing I do well. But today, I don't have any words, so where does that leave me?
Broke.
Broken.
The urge to write comes from every emotion you can think of: boredom, anger, hurt, depression, laziness... hunger. At least, I think it did before today. So now I'm just typing whatever words pop into my already-sleep-deprived head as they come to me.
The thing I secretly love about writing is that backspace button. If you only knew how many times I use it during a blogpost or story...
I like the backspace button because of how many times I mess up. I kinda wish there was a backspace button for all the mistakes I make. Because then it's so much easier to come up with a crystal clear picture of what I'm really trying to say. A much happier ending. Without that button on my keyboard, my articles would be jumbled and confusing. You might see what I'm going for, but why hassle with all the slips of a keystroke?
Maybe I should spend less time writing and more time trying to invent that ever-elusive CTR-Z button for life.
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