Beginnings

I can't believe I'm doing this. Emotional Striptease indeed. However, I suppose writing to an audience (however nameless and faceless) is better than writing...nothing. Hm, thoughts. Thoughts indeed. I never have any thoughts sitting in front of a computer. Something about a blinking carrot that cries "Use me! Use me! I'm getting bored just sitting here and blinking on and off! Type something you no-good talentless hack writer!" which puts me off, surprisingly enough.

So I'm going to try and write in this often enough and see if it gets me writing more. If only I had something good to write then I could start writing my own things. It's hard to be inspired to write when you feel that every idea that pops into your head is just an idea that you read, saw on the side of a tram, etc. I'm sure originality is a problem that many writers suffer from, except for writers such as Salman Rushdie who come up with such bizarre scenarios that nobody in their right mind would have thought of it. So let's see where this goes.


Till next time.