08 August 2006

The Painful Truth

So, I seem to be having issues lately.

I have many books to read, but don't feel like reading anything.
I have other books to critique for fellow authors, but don't feel like doing that either.
I have many friends I could be e-mailing on a more regular basis, but usually close the computer down and do something else.
I should be writing, but I often find myself asking myself "Why bother?"
I don't feel much like posting on some of the message boards where I used to post all the time.
I don't really feel much like talking with most of the people I deal with on a daily basis.
I find myself sitting in front of the TV most nights, zoning out to nothing in particular.

One could almost think I was suffering from some sort of depression.
But then again, maybe it's just boredom.

Or it could just be an early run at a mid-life crisis...minus the unnecessary financial expenditures.

Eh, time to break out more Vladirian liquor...

Aston West


  1. OR, it could be the tail end of another ghastly summer that has finally taken its toll by fubaring millions of brain cells.

    If you improve after the first frost or snow, you'll know it's summer. If not, start looking elsewhere. Despite your young age, you've poured energy and imagination into writing and gained zero-zip-zilch in return. Yes you have your fans, but a little $$$ would be nice too.

    Dad used to say, "I don't mind so much being screwed but I'd like to be kissed once in awhile too." That describes being an unknown, unappreciated writer to a T.

  2. I get like that sometimes, too. It usually passes, though sometimes it takes an out-of-the-ordinary event to break the funk. Go do something you wouldn't ordinarily do, like go rock climbing or go see a symphony play.

  3. You're assuming those are things I wouldn't ordinarily do...


  4. How 'bout running around naked? Or maybe that is something not so unusual?? (^0^)/~

    I hope you feel better soon.

    ~madderblue at AW~


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