I'm looking for inspiration, I've had in recent times are plenty of good excuses to write something and I have not done ... Where are the muses shit when you need them?
· Material-topic (I have, for some time, long, long time and much material-)
• Tools (keyboard, display, pen, notebook, leaf outsole, voice recorder ...)
• Time (well, the fucking time is as vile vildi-money-one believes that never have enough ... and the truth is that I have no time would be just an excuse, poor excuse, by the way)
· Win ... (please! I always feel like I have, and I have almost always thirsty ...)
The problem, what is wrong, what I need, I need, what I require, which urges me, what bothers me is the lack of inspiration ... "muses today have pasa'o me" because I'm dying of like writing, because my note-the computer for which I borrow in one hundred shares, basically to have a place to write and save my ideas is always there smiling at me sideways, with black stockings and pearls and saying "see" with a finger.
remember a while ago at a literary workshop with Redolar (ouyesss! ...) the old man told us he was sad times that could not create anything that caught an idea and grabbed and spun, and hands, and the persecuted, and thought, and gave his head against the walls, and then emputecía and then got frustrated and that he had the same shit, I remember he told us (he said) and then I get the moron, not fished again, I do not know, I make the law of ice and let it rest there, then come alone ... "so you know, the Muses should be left to rest, the ideas should not force them ... get out partying, stop thinking, let the idea, then get alone ... "And my muses
public officials or are unemployed or poorly paid waiters or tourists, which left more than the rest, and more than call ... do not come! Is
mix my grandparents aymara, squash and monkey do not like to ignore? For me I have the firm intention to pursue my muse and have to secuestrármelas and locked in a basement, with my soul I need to write is so much of my life as my kid, that I was lucky enough to discover something that has changed my life and saved me hundreds of times, because ... Is it the mix my grandparents aymara, squash and monkey do not like to ignore? Unlike my dear Facundo, I firmly believe that the word IF is the fact, otherwise we would not exist as an eternal civilization ... "I think, therefore I am" logical and abstract thinking is impossible if there is no language ... I'm sorry
much verbiage, but I feel the need to write as well as athletes like to go for a bike ride, that, regardless of who is the nearest exit you encounter any extreme emotional state ... ...
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... Very happy, sad, angry, very excited, very much in love, very disappointed, very, offended, very happy or in this case ... very frustrated, emputecida, almost to the level Redolar ...
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