Listening to "A Punk" by Vampire Weekend currently. I am slated to join a writers' group at the local library. Okay, the song just switched to "Head's on fire" by TMBG. I have no idea what to write. I wrote a story a year ago, but I'm pretty sure it sucks. My Dad liked it, but hey, he's my dad.
It's not that I have no ideas. I just have no ideas that don't suck. I suppose I could bring something that sucks to the writer's group. That's probably what's expected, right? I mean, if you could write something that blew people away, you wouldn't need a writer's group. You'd need an agent.
I have a headache.
I guess it's obvious, but not only do my ideas for stories suck, my ideas for filling up my blog also suck. At least it cost nothing to read it except your precious time that you'll never get back and the breaths you took while reading are that many breaths closer to your very last one as you gasp, aspirating from the remnants of that mineral water you drank too close to your bedtime and your wife warned you not to do that but did you listen? Did you?
Now there's a commercial playing for a Godzilla movie. That seems like an appropriate soundtrack to this blog....
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