A momentary lapse of reason

So, about that blog I used to write…

So, almost five months, innit? Let’s see:

Quick recap of my life:

  • Only walked 40 miles of 54. Got silver medal. Cried myself softly to sleep.
  • Bought myself a guitar, found out that old age hasn’t granted me superhuman finger strength or lightning-fast speed. Cried myself softly to sleep.
  • Found out that a $1,000 camera does not grant me the ability to take good pictures. Cried myself softly to sleep.
  • Watched Superbad, loved it. Found out it came out in Spain dubbed in spanish, not in english. Cried myself softly to sleep.
  • Destroyed computer while Frankensteining it with a new CPU and a new hard drive. Cried my-You know the drill by now.

The truth is, I was going through a dry spell. Everything I wrote read stupid. I could easily blame it on writer’s block, but I was writing. I just wasn’t writing anything that satisfied me. I think this had less to do with the quality of my writing than with a weird phase in my life. Ironically, I believe it both starts and ends with women: first, when a friend told me that she had stopped updating her blog because she felt she wasn’t contributing anything to the grand scheme of things. I mean, if you’re writing for a blog, do you have to worry about “The Big Picture”? Well, apparently, you do. I did, at least. It made sense: Why? If you couldn’t answer that question, what are you writing for? I didn’t know, and I let me convince myself that I should stop until I did.

It ends with another friend: she mentioned that I had stopped updating my site, and I told her that I just hadn’t felt like writing, to which she replied “Yeah, I know the feeling. When you get older, you stop doing some things because you don’t feel like it anymore”.
So I had stopped writing because I was getting old?

Fuck no.

Fuck no.

I’m back.

Enjoy.

Comments

  1. j_major wrote:

    that’s good news. l think like most bloggers, l write to take something out of my system. Sometimes it doesn’t work and sometimes you just don’t have anything to take out, then you just don’t post.

  2. wale wrote:

    finalmente!

  3. Luis wrote:

    El siguiente viaje tiene que ser por aca. Visita, chucha. Te caigo en el 2008 porsiaca.

  4. Chito wrote:

    Good to have you back my old friend. I know all about dry spells. My life was practically one. And if you think not writing for few months is bad, I haven’t written in my blog for more than a year. Now that’s a waste of (inster personal thought). Since you’re back and I don’t have a job a the moment, guess I’ll write something soon. Won’t promisse anything though.

Post a Comment

Your email is never published nor shared. Required fields are marked *

*

*