Rut Of Nothingness

Sometimes we all need incentive to continue what we have been doing. I found that in knowing that my writing has touched people, knowing it has influenced them or even made them think differently.

When all around me people are in a rut (and by this I mean television shows, specifically Carrie, Miranda and Charlotte), I too have found myself in a rut - a writing rut, or lack thereof. Inspiration has come slow, and it saddens me. Having just watched an episode where Carrie had nothing but a blank sheet for her column, I too felt the frustrations of having nothing but a blank page staring back at me. I remember I've spoken about this in one of my earlier blogs - writer's block I called it.

My cousin told me yesterday that I express myself well. But if I really do so, why has it been so difficult for me to put the multitude of thoughts I have had into concrete words?

I stare outside my cousin's window, at the tall tree with bright green leaves, at the old building across with dirt stained windows, and I feel the nothingness of the gray sky above, extending endlessly...