I’m lost for words which is strange for me“Lost For Words” (Lyrics by Chris Difford)
Stretched out like elastic bands
I’m lost for words and no longer see
Why they’ve slipped right through my hands
I always have ambitious plans when I start a blog like this … “Oh, this time I’ll do a blog post every week (or every couple of weeks), because I will have so many interesting things to say … and every time, I write one or two posts, then go into Extended Writers’ Block Mode.
Part of the issue is, of course, that I lack confidence in my ability to write. Intellectually, I know that my writing is (by blog standards, at least) not in any way substandard … but I can’t shake the nagging feeling that I’ll be found out as an uninteresting poseur. In fairness, I’m not sure why this bothers me, given that most blogs are written by and for uninteresting poseurs (but I digress) …
I think the only way I’m going to get past this repeated “post – stew – restart” cycle is just to force myself write on a set schedule, regardless of how dreadfully trite my work appears to be (at least to me) … I think I’ll wean myself off ellipses and parentheses more slowly. Baby steps, you know. My goal is to write lengthier and more interesting articles in the Fullness Of Time; only time will tell if this is possible.
In the immortal words of J. P. Finlay – “If you’ve made it this far, I owe you a beer.” Buckle up, kids. The fun is just beginning.
I’m lost for words in the letters I write“Lost For Words” (Difford)
Smudged with a bleeding pen …