Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

I feel like writing something. Not sure what. Maybe I could write a poem, that seems to be a popular thing at the moment. Gah I just don't have the knack for poetry. I had to study it a little in my first year at uni. Didn't help that my tutor's speciality was poetry. I just don't get it. To me it's not a poem unless it rhymes but it was like everything I knew about poetry was wrong even though there aren't supposed to be any right or wrong answers with this sort of thing. I used to write crummy little poems when I got bored but since that time I've rather avoided them. It's not really a big loss to me. Now if my love of writing in total were gone then that would be bad.
So. I'm not writing a poem. I've thought of writing a little story or something. An extract that I'd like to write in my novel perhaps (I'm still editing the first few chapters, I haven't even got to the good stuff yet) but I'm insanely paranoid about that kind of thing. If I post it online then someone could copy it and use it and then if I use it I'd be accused of plagiarism or something. You never know. It's that same reason that I don't want to read or hear someone else's stories/ideas because I might do the same thing and not realise it (When it comes to great ideas my mind is like a sponge). Damn. I just had an idea of something to write, got distracted and forgot. Ah well, maybe it's for the best.
Ever had a story or not even that just something you wanted to write, something you put a lot of thought into. You know all the key points, crucial events, Plot developments and character traits, you even know something stupid like what pyjamas they would wear or what the background scenery would look like. You know all of that but it just won't come out and even when it does it doesn't sound right. Well, that's the kind of problem I'm having with my novel. All the planning, all the great ideas don't count for anything if you can't write them properly. I guess I just lack the talent to be a writer after all. Heh. Maybe I do and maybe I don't. Who's to say?
Perhaps I've fallen prey to a severe case of writer's block, but not my usual kind. This one's something different. It's not so much a case of not knowing what to say but how to say it. It bugs me. In fact it really bugs me. In fact it pisses me off unbelievably. Why why why?
Hmmm. I think I need to work harder to overcome this. I'd say that's sound advice.
You know? Excellence is doing ordinary things extraordinarily well.
Thanks for reading. This was good. A good writing work out if nothing else. Hurts my wrists though. This keyboard is at a crummy angle, it's hard to type comfortably.
Bluebiird out.