Dumb-founded
I mentioned that I would provide further explanation as to the 5-day abscence on my own blog.
So without further delay, here 'tis. Short and sweet. No fancy language, no drawn out treatise or exposition...
Creative folk are an inherently unstable bunch. Our lives are puncuated by moments of wonderful, beautiful, exhausting
Inspiration.
But what happens inbetween the punctuation?
Diddley-shit.
Nothing.
Nada.
Void.
I myself would never resort to using this blog as some trite, banal, TIRED excuse to convey how "good" or "bad" my day was.
If I am going to type on this damn thing, I am going ot type on this damn thing when I have something to SAY.
I want myself and whomever else lays eyes upon this to THINK when they read it. To consider. To ruminate. To have a revelation of consciousness, no matter how insignificant.
But that does not happen every day.
Some days, I just feel stupid.
Dumb.
Uninspired.
Disconnected.
During such lapses, there will therefore be only silence.
Talk amongst yourselves.
So without further delay, here 'tis. Short and sweet. No fancy language, no drawn out treatise or exposition...
Creative folk are an inherently unstable bunch. Our lives are puncuated by moments of wonderful, beautiful, exhausting
Inspiration.
But what happens inbetween the punctuation?
Diddley-shit.
Nothing.
Nada.
Void.
I myself would never resort to using this blog as some trite, banal, TIRED excuse to convey how "good" or "bad" my day was.
If I am going to type on this damn thing, I am going ot type on this damn thing when I have something to SAY.
I want myself and whomever else lays eyes upon this to THINK when they read it. To consider. To ruminate. To have a revelation of consciousness, no matter how insignificant.
But that does not happen every day.
Some days, I just feel stupid.
Dumb.
Uninspired.
Disconnected.
During such lapses, there will therefore be only silence.
Talk amongst yourselves.
posted by Sean Corley at 9:10 PM
1 Comments:
Thank you so much for clarifying and justifying what has become for me a compulsive, irritating control issue. I have been trying to keep entries in consecutive, daily harmony, one after the other, and as if that isn't bad, I only want to miss entries if they're the same amount of time apart. (ie: if I miss an entry on the 4th, and pick it up on the 7th, I'd only want to write every 3rd day.) suffice to say I have a "thing" with numbers, but that's not the point. Amen to the fact that some days I am COMPLETELY uninspired, disconnected, what-have-you.
I adore silence. That is why there are so many gaps.
Don't be afraid of the gaps...
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