writer's block. at least 4 weeks now. nothing new.
historically, this happens every once in a while - and at some point it abruptly ends with no warning as i write "my best shit yet." rinse and repeat. the problem is it makes me feel insane. i've been writing in some capacity since i was in elementary school - whether it be short stories about star wars or star trek, story lines for D&D games, poems, or songs. throughout my life, though, i have never been as frustrated as when i have been afflicted by writer's block. it's no different as an adult. i feel like an alien.
i wish i had a cure for insecure. when i can't write anything new, i start criticizing older shit. it's a destructive process. generally i end up making drastic changes in my day-to-day hoping to end the block. maybe i should cut off a toe or something.
in other news: i have peace and do not fear death or what could possibly await us on the other side. can't wait til i'm writing new shit again =]
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