Posts Tagged ‘writer’s block’

Day 139-153: Untitled.

{ 1 July, 2009 @ 11:22 } · { Work }
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I’ve always thought it to be such a cop-out when artists can’t just name their products. I’ve always found the use of the term ‘untitled‘ to be the unnecessary pretence of so called ‘depth’ within the arts. And here I am, using the very same word. how hypocritical. Truth is, it’s been a minute since I last blogged so I finding it difficult to reduce the past fortnight into a silly phrase especially since the 180 Days are drawing to an end. So In spite of my being conscious that I may be thinking emotionally because of my PMS, I now see how artists may feel that a title, in its simple words, fails to honor the experience, whether good or bad. If anything, the words disrespect it by being so shallow. And that’s where the depth of thought lies. Well, if writers felt so strongly about everything, they would probably never write. Hence writer’s block. The insistence on the perfect translation. And that’s why film was created… … continue reading this entry.

Day 01-59: Been bloggin for a minute….

{ 4 April, 2009 @ 19:27 } · { Work }
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here’s Day 59: Sinful…

Today I auditioned for the newsreader position. And even went to the music committee meeting… Aah something to do… So I was glad to be a little constructive. It beats fighting the urge to pull my hair out. It beats dealing with the funny looks. It beats engaging in long-winded, unproductive skinner sessions. I’m done with that. So much so that it feels as though my brain is turning to mush.

I haven’t written an article in so long. And when I do try, I only get as far as trying to apply all the stuff that I’ve been taught. Instead of applying the instincts of a God-given talent, I’m using my brain. A mind that’s been, for the most part, jaded. I’m no longer the writer I was…. Um… Of cos I am but I’m having trouble balancing what comes easiest to me and the awesome lessons I’ve learnt. Price of immaturity or maybe ‘WE DON’T NEED NO EDUCATION!’… Maybe somebody else’s lessons are merely that… SOMEBODY ELSE’S… I mean who taught that person and the person before… Sorry I’m sounding like those philosophical stoner rebels without a cause… Not the intention… Just saying though…. … continue reading this entry.