I’ve been frustrated with the status of yossha yossha YOSSHA! for almost a month now. I feel as though the blogosphere is sick of me and I’ve hit a dry spot regarding topics to spew 2000 words about, which used to be my “claim to fame”. Why is blogging such a big fucking deal to me on a more than merely subconscious level? Am I becoming just like all you attention whores out there, leaping at the chance to release an exclusive PV or some groundbreaking new information into the vast sea of overlapping thoughts and words so that your penname will be attached to it forevermore and immortalized in some 300 views in a day that only serve to make you feel better about yourself?
Fuck no, I say. Fuck no. I’ve always written about things I feel from the heart and opinions that are earnest. But this lapse in blogging is pissing me off. I am in a rut and it is one lacking in creativity, bigtime. What can I do to help myself?
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