Bloggin' is Difficult

It's hard to come up with things to write about.

I'm not even totally sure what this post is going to be about - perhaps my inability to write. Well, wouldn't that be boring. I bet no one wants to read about how I can't write: but it's true.

I started this blog with the purpose of giving myself an outlet. So for it has sat on the shelf for most of it's life, like a book you'll only read once before selling at a garage sale.

Have you ever seen something happen, or come up with an idea and say to yourself, "That would make an awesome movie, or short story, or even a play?" I've done this, and I do it constantly, each and every day. It's always the little things, the way someone says hello, or when they hold a door for you.

I could make a short story about how someone holds open a door for a stranger.

I know it sounds ridiculous, but it's the truth. Human subtlety is oddly interesting.

I suppose no matter who you are it can be difficult to process your thoughts from time to time. We all have those moments where the only way to express yourself is to scream. The problem is, sometimes we don't scream, and then that frustration builds up. There's nothing good that comes from that.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that I can see how the little things, become the big things.

I think I'm going to try my hand at writing something, fictional.

I suppose I'll have to brainstorm for a bit, and I don't expect to hit the ball out of the park on my first swing... but if it is something I enjoy doing, I'll continue it.

But, until then, I shall leave you with this piece of advice.

Never give up. It will be worth it someday.