My public diary to get me through four years of high school...

Sunday, October 30, 2011

I am in desperate need of inspiration. I want to write but I have nothing to work with. I am empty. I see all of these amazing authors, poets, and I feel like I can never reach that level of good writing because I have no inspiration. My list of books I want to read is growing each day. I am eager to read them all, even though I know they will be more difficult to read. But as I read the summaries of these books and I see how original and just... good these plots are, I realize I could never come up with something so wonderful... not unless I have a huge chunk of really substantial inspiration. And that is what I lack. It's a gloomy place in these writing doldrums.

Waiting for a silver lining. Waiting for inspiration. Oh, and I hate Halloween... it's an annoying holiday.

With peace and love,
Sarah

1 comment:

  1. Lately I've been feeling very similar. I want to write, but then I feel I could never be good enough to actually do anything with my writing. So I don't even have the courage to try. Or I don't have the inspiration. It's a mix between both.
    Good luck and I hope we'll both start working on something soon. :)

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