Drawing a Blank

Why is it that all throughout the day and night I can have brilliant ideas for stories, poetry, hot-to articles, and what have you, only to have all those ideas wash away in a flash every time I sit down to write them? It happens every time without fail; I sit down to a blank screen and the screen empties itself into my mind, not the other way around.

So this time I figure why not sit down and try and write something when my mind is pretty much devoid of any useful ideas. Suddenly, bam! The idea hits and the words start flowing. I complain enough in life as is sometimes, so why not complain about losing all ideas and inspiration every time I try and share what’s on my mind?

Of course, you, gentle reader, probably could care less about my trials and tribulations. Still, here I sit, writing away in hopes that someone out there decides to read this. If you’ve made it this far, hopefully you’re not bored to tears. After all, it’s very hard to read with tears in your eyes. And if you have wanted to continue reading I’ve done you a great disfavor putting tears of boredom in your eyes preventing you from finishing. 

But I digress…

Or do I?

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