Girls may want to have fun, but sometimes they forget how
I am in a weird mood today. Define weird, Jordan. Well...I dunno, itchy, restless, resistant. I don't wanna work on my book. I don't wanna look at the puke that's calling itself my fiction today. I don't wanna finish an article or write queries. But I do want to be creative.
I don't want to color with my cool triangular crayons.
I don't want to make jewelry.
I don't want to dance funky in the mirror.
I don't want to write very bad poetry.
I don't want to fold paper airplanes.
You know what I want? For one day, to be a genius. Just one day, and to write genius things for that one day.
I want to watch dawn in a glass house.
I want to swim in a saltwater pool.
I want to snap my fingers and discover my deadlines finished.
I'm afraid that I've forgotten how to have fun. How to self-entertain. Even blogging is boring.
Sigh.
JPR
posted by Jordan E. Rosenfeld @ 11:02 AM
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5 Comments:
Oh man, I know that mood. Last night. . . or was it the night before? I don't know, maybe both -- just couldn't work anymore and sat and just stared at the TV, even the commercials. I have totally forgotten about fun! I'm always so anxious to finish some project and then the next one. i have little bits of fun, but nothing crazy. Hope you find some fun!
Haven't you thought maybe some sex could help?
Glad to hear I'm not alone Laini!
And Patricia...of course I thought of that, but last I heard, E.'s work still frowned upon the use of his office for conjugal visits :)
J
maybe it's just something in the air?? yeah--like the moon is making us feel blocked?!? probably....yes, probably.
because, sister, i feel it too!
E:
:)))
You are welcome!
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