I thought to myself, it has been a while since I have made a post about not being able to make a post. Ooh, I really CAN’T make a post today: I just re-wrote that last sentence four times! Yikes! My third sentence was going to refute the idea that I cannot make a post, BUT…
The fact is, I am completely disgusted with my inability to write lately. No, that is healthier than what I feel. Rather, I am disgusted with myself for not writing.
And there we have it. How can I write when I am clearly too disgusting of a person to do any such thing? Who wants to read anything written by a disgusting person? And so my thinking goes. Downward spirals are so easy to start, and even easier to maintain.
Intellectually, I know Not Writing does not make me a contemptible person. Many people do not write. The world is no doubt saved a lot of very dull writing thereby. Oh dear, that is not the direction I meant to take. I do not want to feel better about not writing. I WANT TO WRITE!
And here I am writing, and approaching 200 words. I can work on quality as I go. For now, I will call this a Tired Tuesday Post, hit Publish, and drive on. I will attempt to continue to write. Or continue to attempt to write. A future blog post may attempt to delineate the difference.