I don’t write here nearly as often as I used to.
There for a while, I had a solid little streak going. But these days, I find myself lately in a creative rut. Despite hacking my way through a novel and putting finishing touches on a screenplay , I’m often bored. Jaded. Cynical. Tired. Uninspired. The painting’s not doing it. Neither are collages. Drawing leaves me cold.
As Dennis Rodman says in The Last Dance, “This is one of those times where I’m bored as hell. I need to find a way to throw a log on the fire.”
Needless to say, in a state like this, blogging is one of the first things to fall off.
One of the reasons I blogging doesn’t get me going is I often feel as though I’m simply repeating information I’ve collected: quotes from other writers or filmmakers, passages from books, or tidbits on songwriting. I often feel as though I’m recounting something someone else said without saying anything myself.
I suppose the counter to this is that this blog functions much the same way my Tumblr page always has, as a cabinet of curiosities, a trove of the things I find interesting.
Perhaps what’s most interesting the juxtaposition between one post and the next.
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