Don't you hate it when you read other people's blogs/stories/writings and the power of their words or their images makes you feel totally inadequate? Sometimes that happens to me. But part of my growing up process is to take their words and let them shape me. Let them affect me. In essence, recognize and validate other people's strengths while not self-diminishing my own.
**Tangent Alert**
Ew! I was just sitting here and a gigantic fly landed on the moniter. It crawled upwards and creeped me out because it reminded me of the fly on the movie The Ring. I hate that movie. It makes me cry from fear, and that big fly comes out of the tv. Yucky!!! And that reminds me how much I do NOT want to see the new movie The Descent. It has darkness, enclosed spaces, and lack of air. No, no, no.... Not going to see it. (I have to be obstinate because my family finds humor in renting freaky movies and watching me cry when the creepy, choppy girl crawls out of the tv and kills people by doing something which the audience isn't quite clear on...)
Okay, back on track. So writing. Is eloquence learned or inborn? I want that. Eloquence, I mean. How can I write a post about strip malls and make it sound like poetry? Just kidding. I have to say, I think I'm pretty dang lucky to have a lot of English majors around to help and influence me. Will some of you do my homework for me too? Just kidding!!! Geez.
Well, I'm off to bed. Hope tomorrow is humptastic for all...
4 comments:
Makes me feel inadequate?
Every damn day. Then I get stuck and don't write. And then I feel worse. And it's a vicious circle.
Hmph.
For hump day, it's decidedly humpless so far.
The day is yet young...
For humping.
And writing.
:)
ah geez.. don't let the inadequacy flu hit you too... Most of the great to mediocre writers all feel the same way....
Just write... I think you do a good job.
I never feel inadequate. I'm not a writer, so who the hell CARES what I write? I don't. I do, however, try my best to make you feel inadequate each and every day, whether through my blog, email, the phone, or just by laughing at you during horror movies.
PS - The letters I have to type to post this comment are ftcbml, which sort of looks like "foot cymbal," except the M and the B are transposed.
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