I'm in the living room. On the desk is the laptop, a cold cup of coffee and a cinnamon bun bitten once. I'm frustrated.
I stare at the white screen on my blog, and it's a fucking reminder that I'm running out of stuff to write about. Wait a sec, I'll recap my possible blog posts:
1. The wisdom of Nokia
2. Bahala
Sounds good, right? I don't know what's really stopping me. Maybe the new, uber-fast internet connection? Maybe the ningas kugon has finally caught up on my blogging? Maybe writer's block? I don't really know.
I was thinking of posting a blog entry every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, that is until I went dry. To think, the first two weeks my blog was on, it was on fire--sometimes I would post two posts in a day.
Who would I be disappointing anyway? About five people take my blog seriously, and I get good reviews for it. But then again, I'm still clinging to the hope that I'll get a wider readership, or maybe this will get published. No, I shouldn't think like this. It should be less about the readers and more about the writing. Also, I shouldn't count my eggs before they've hatched.
I was thinking about writing about religion again, but I've somehow decided that it's a challenge for me to write about something else, but then again, more or less, every writer has his forte topic, right?
I stare at the white screen on my blog, and it's a fucking reminder that I'm running out of stuff to write about. Wait a sec, I'll recap my possible blog posts:
1. The wisdom of Nokia
2. Bahala
Sounds good, right? I don't know what's really stopping me. Maybe the new, uber-fast internet connection? Maybe the ningas kugon has finally caught up on my blogging? Maybe writer's block? I don't really know.
I was thinking of posting a blog entry every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, that is until I went dry. To think, the first two weeks my blog was on, it was on fire--sometimes I would post two posts in a day.
Who would I be disappointing anyway? About five people take my blog seriously, and I get good reviews for it. But then again, I'm still clinging to the hope that I'll get a wider readership, or maybe this will get published. No, I shouldn't think like this. It should be less about the readers and more about the writing. Also, I shouldn't count my eggs before they've hatched.
I was thinking about writing about religion again, but I've somehow decided that it's a challenge for me to write about something else, but then again, more or less, every writer has his forte topic, right?
If you really have a lot to say, then maybe you should just write a book about religion :)
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