“if it doesn’t come bursting out of youin spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it.”
There are times when there isn’t anything coming into my head. No witty quotes, funny stories, creativity, nothing. Just a blank slate. The truth is… How can you force it. It’s like taking a shit. You can’t force it, or you are bound to get a hemorrhoid. The forced stories/words also coming out being total… You guessed it….shit. So instead of feeling bad about a lack of inspiration, and wanting to pound my forehead unto the table out of frustration… I wait. I read. I look at art. Drink wine. Nap. Keep working the day job. Learn from others… and take more naps. Because if I don’t think it’s great, I certainly won’t put it in my novel not my blog.
Thank the heavens above and below for Charles Bukowski… and the soft vices which won’t kill us…too quickly.