Inspiration
I sit here at my desk lacking inspiration. My eyes dart over the cluttered walls of my room, looking for something – anything- that will spark some kind of inspiration. Anything that will allow me to write a masterpiece. Or anything for that matter that is worth publishing.
I haven’t written in so long my fingers are itching for the keyboard. I’m completely restless. My mind is aching to spit out words that has not yet fully formed in my scattered head. My lips are forming syllables to words that have no meaning just yet.
But what am I to write about? Am I wanting to make a statement? Am I wanting to inspire? Or be inspired? Am I wanting to create a work of escapism? Or record a piece of history to be preserved forever? Fiction? Non fiction? Fantasy? Science fiction? Perhaps I want to my words of wisdom to allow you to see the world around you in a different light. Perhaps I want to write something comical. Funny and aloof.
And then it hits me like a pile of bricks. I know what I shall write. Here I go.