Friday, December 26, 2008

Writer's Mock

What do you do when you are a writer, have a computer in front of you, no one's on Gmail chat, and are listening to Becca's new gnarly playlist? Well, if you're like me, you might attempt to write something. Problem with this situation is the music is just so good all you want to do is maybe stare at the wall taking in the awesomeness. Ideas harder to flow. Not really writer's block, but its bad.

In case you were wondering, I am attempting to write a story. Short one I guess. It's hard to do when listening to The Hush Sound when you're tired. Hmm. But I guess the best thing to do with writer's block is just write anything, even if its crap. Eventually you'll find something worthy. Better than staring at a wall I guess.

... a few seconds later, after trying to overcome writer's block:

Man, how the hell can I... this sucks! No. Ideas. Turn off music? No way!

After a minute of staring at playlist:

Uh. Gah. But I like this song. Bed? No way!

And then of course I remember Pieces of Flair...

You try you try, but its just there
blinking your life away, like it doesn't care
no one to talk to, no one to see
there are words, but they seem to come at a fee
the music is more words, the white wall so inviting
there's no pain, but the ideas are fighting
don't rush it, just get it done
but just lying here is so much more fun

I want to jam
I can't go back to the lake
I could watch stuff about Jim and Pam
do I seem like a fake?

it seems so happy, wonderful
well yes it is
but its turning out to be somewhat dull
its so dark outside, the day long gone
but tomorrow there are more songs

I guess what I'm trying to say is
a story is what I want to make
but I'm not the James Patterson whiz
and I actually rather have a headache
so I wrote this poem, maybe as a temporary replacement
with the lyics, its hard to tell if I make any sense
I feel like writing not a plot
more, to help me become un-caught

but ugh the rhyming is now more expensive
I could go back to parsely, what gives?
If I spend enough time
I could start inventing
but I figure
I should start really living

listen to the lyrics, become lost, but in a different sense
oh this song is catchy- takes away the fence
well I see now someone on chat is on
another distraction; I guess I'm gone

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