Saturday, May 07, 2005

Houston, we have a problem.

Let's see, things to do on my checklist:
1) Rot my brains out. Check.
2) Get holiday work. Check.
3) Do AIESEC stuff. Check to the power of infinity To be reaffirmed when the FULL AIESEC schedule comes out.
4) Read like crazy. Check.
5) Prepare my poems for submission. No.
6) Do something with Photoshop. No inspiration.
7) Write something. Zero. Zilch. Nada.

It's got to the state where I can't write anything without cringing when I reread it. Even those things that I wrote an age ago. I'm probably going to regret it sometime in the future, but for the moment, when my hands are itching to write, what comes out is a whole load of drivel and little else. Which is kind of sad, because I was hoping to get something written for my FF.net account.
And it's not the lack of inspiration. I've been reading a lot, fanfics and established authors, but input does not equal output.

How irritating.

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