You Took The Words Right Out Of My Mouth
Kaycee Nilson
August 07, 2006
I sit here and look at this blank document wondering what to write about and nothing comes to mind that is entertaining or even newsworthy. So I decided to write about writer’s block.
Writer’s block can be devastating to a writer, even when I am journaling in my own private journal I find it hard sometimes to come up with the correct words, or even any words to write down. Sometimes, I look at the word counter just to make sure I have enough words just to make sure I have enough words to send in. And then there are those days when I don’t know when to stop.
Sometimes it’s hard to let it all out, and sometimes it is hard to stop. Topics are surrounding a writer, but deciding on which one is a mind grasp that can be the trouble to write about.
I did attend a health fair this weekend and got a free facial. I also attended many seminars given by many wonderful speakers and was given many wonderful gifts. I even rode two different busses home with 8 helium balloons and was given looks by people that would made the most hard hearted of people cringe in fear. But not me, I just glared back at them and went about my business.
How were they to know that I just got home from a health fair? What business of theirs was it anyway? (I know my grammar on that last sentence was bad, but it illustrates a point.)
When I got home, we went to the Target to pick up some last minute things for our vacation to “Indiana Beach” this next week. We are all looking forward to this annual trip of ours. It will be a blissful 5 days and I will have lots to write about when we get home. And I guess that until then I will have stuff to write about as well.
I will have tomorrow’s column about today’s EMG. I have dreaded this for a month now. And I have had friends that have told me that the needles are so tiny that I will not notice it. But I bet anything that I will notice it and I bet anything that I will bleed like a stuck pig when they take the needles out.
So I guess I did find a little something to write about.
Writer’s block can be devastating to a writer, even when I am journaling in my own private journal I find it hard sometimes to come up with the correct words, or even any words to write down. Sometimes, I look at the word counter just to make sure I have enough words just to make sure I have enough words to send in. And then there are those days when I don’t know when to stop.
Sometimes it’s hard to let it all out, and sometimes it is hard to stop. Topics are surrounding a writer, but deciding on which one is a mind grasp that can be the trouble to write about.
I did attend a health fair this weekend and got a free facial. I also attended many seminars given by many wonderful speakers and was given many wonderful gifts. I even rode two different busses home with 8 helium balloons and was given looks by people that would made the most hard hearted of people cringe in fear. But not me, I just glared back at them and went about my business.
How were they to know that I just got home from a health fair? What business of theirs was it anyway? (I know my grammar on that last sentence was bad, but it illustrates a point.)
When I got home, we went to the Target to pick up some last minute things for our vacation to “Indiana Beach” this next week. We are all looking forward to this annual trip of ours. It will be a blissful 5 days and I will have lots to write about when we get home. And I guess that until then I will have stuff to write about as well.
I will have tomorrow’s column about today’s EMG. I have dreaded this for a month now. And I have had friends that have told me that the needles are so tiny that I will not notice it. But I bet anything that I will notice it and I bet anything that I will bleed like a stuck pig when they take the needles out.
So I guess I did find a little something to write about.
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