So, today, for the whole day, I have been having fleeting ideas. I would start a poem in my head, which would turn to a song. And then, without much time passing that would vanish. A story idea ending with much the same result. I am crossing my fingers that with Sunday comes just a little time for reflection. I feel creatively cut off at the knees.
Oh well, writing will never be quite like it was when I had loads of teen angst.
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Hmmm, I hope you manage to find some inspiration soon, or at least to pin it down before it flees.
If you're looking for angst, you could always opt for the (admittedly very very early) midlife crisis. It definitely gives teen angst a run for its money ;)
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