I’m so sorry we’ve not spoken in a while. It’s not you – it’s me. I’ve kept my distance and let other things take your place... A tad melodramatic? Put simply and brutally, I’ve not blogged for a few weeks because I haven’t had enough determination, desire or discipline to sit down and just write. I wouldn’t class myself as a professional procrastinator in all areas of life. When I hear the words ‘tea’s ready’ or ‘Ant and Dec’s started’, for instance, I do a rather sterling job of getting up and getting going! But when it comes to taking time to park my derriere and have a good, solid session of reading or writing, I manage to find subtle excuses and allow myself to be overcome with distraction and apathy. (A slightly worrying confession to be made by a prospective English student, I know! University, if you’re reading, I do love books...Honest!) It’s perhaps slightly ironic, therefore, that today I break this blogger’s silence with a poem made up of reasons one may find, as to why they should not to write. Perhaps some of you will sympathise with a statement or two. Now, please excuse me; I would go on and write a bit more, but, you see, I just... Just Write! Too tired. Need sleep. No ideas. Too many. Phone’s ringing. There’s a beep. No thoughts for a penny. Emotionless. Just numb. Too angry. Overflowing. Ill at ease. Feeling glum. Just coming. Now going. Don’t want to. Not now. Doubting love. Doubting skill. Mind’s blank. Don’t know how. Perhaps one day I will. Someone else. Schedule’s full. Waiting for the Divine. No inspiration. Life’s dull. Just can’t make it rhyme. It’s been a while. Too long. Don’t remember. Forgotten. Can’t be bothered. All wrong. Feeling ill. Feeling rotten. What’s the point? What’s the reason? Shelves are full without me. Too hot, cold. Not the season. Oh look, time for tea. Is it a verb or a noun? Early morning. Late night. No excuses. Sit down. Find a pen and JUST WRITE!
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