It is funny because I wanted to be on spring break and have time to read, write, watch movies and basically live on entertainment. This is my first day with no scheduled meetings, classes and all that normally bombards my life and I have no idea about what to do with myself.
I watched a movie called “Midnight in Paris” that was nice, but then I did not feel like watching something else. I don’t want to stare at a screen for another hour and a half just distracting myself.
I want to do something. I want to create, think…
The problem with my writing is that I don’t feel myself a writer. I love the idea of being a writer but actually sitting down and writing terrifies me. I have thoughts that I would like to develop but I don’t. I just keep inside. I also wonder, should I write all this babbling in my written journal instead of this blog?
I don’t know.
I am struggling with the purpose of having this blog and the desire to have something not only well written but can bring something to people.
I don’t quite understand what my blog is about or the purpose of my writing this. I have had the blog for sometime now and I haven’t done much with it.
“The first draft is written with your heart and the second one with your head.”
What is in my heart?
I don’t really know what I want… And I don’t know how to figure out what I want…
I guess real writers are not those that are witty and eloquent but the ones that write in spite of the bumps on the road.
How can I connect with myself and speak my heart out?
I am too afriad to see my heart, let alone write about what I hold inside…
Is there a limit for how many posts a day I make? HOW DO BLOGS WORK?