Honesty
I'm going to call it what it is...
I have writers block. Ey, all around creativity block. My photos are sucking lately too and I haven't been playing with my new guitar too much either.
Maybe it's that I'm working more than I ever have before sense coming and I'm tired, maybe it's that I've hit some different stage in how I'm experiencing China, maybe it's that my readership has plummeted to a third of what it was two months ago... but the words just aren't coming like they were.
Be patient. I have many stories to tell. They will be told.
I leave you with a photo of the owner of a massage parlor burning paper in front of his store to keep ghosts away.
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I was listening to NPR this morning, and a newpaper columnist read an essay about how each week he writes five columns, and each week, one of them is a supreme failure over the others. He said that he appreciates his failures, because they represent a departure from the norm- a chance for him to learn and grow. Keep that in mind when you feel deserted by the muse.
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Thanks for the recomendations :-)
I just need to get back in the habit. I hadn't really written anything of substance in awhile and I kinda forgot the little story-telling craft I had developed.
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