Blank
I am overflown with ideas but when I start to write, my mind is blank. How am I going to continue what I have already started when it does not want to work happily with me?
This seems to torture me all the time. When I’m in the bathroom, taking a hot shower or while I’m away without a pen and a paper.
At night, before going to bed, I visit my “sanctuary” (my little library also called study room) to sit down and look around. Then, I will browse the bookshelves and pick a book, randomly open a page and read its content. I’ll put it back and pick another one and do the same. Then I’ll carry one or two to my bedroom and try to read a paragraph or two or even pages. That’s when it’s not the story about a girl abducted by a gorgeous looking Highlander.
At these moments, I normally get loads and loads of ideas. But as it’s already time for bed, I’ll just switch off the reading light and start with a new journey for the night to dreamland.
Posted on June 28, 2009, in Journal, Life, Random, Writing and tagged Journal, Life, Random, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.
Jenn, hmmm…. somwhere, somehow – we sounded similar…. my ideas normally came at night and my brain is often productive at night. When i had to get up early in the morning, i will write a note. most of the time, i just go to bed and hoping to remember about them in the morning and they were already gone
hahaha.. Nina… I’m not alone..
I have that problem when my fingers start to touch the keys to type.
Hi org Holland… Visiting you…
Hi Cath,
Thanks for visiting.
Hi Jenn,
how r u?
Hi Bibie
I’m fine thanks. I’ll visit you my dear.