Thursday, October 20, 2005

Blankity Blank Blank

There is writer's block and then there's writer's constipation.

One is unfortunate. The other is just uncomfortable.

It's not just that you can't think of anything to write.

It's also that you just can't squeeze anything out without feeling

like it hardly wants to come out in the first place.

It's mutually unacceptable.

It's awkward.

It's uneager.

It's about as ugly as the scene gets.

And it remains unwritten.

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