Writing

I think writing gets harder as you get older. It's the one thing that doesn't get easier. You expect more out of yourself. To string words that flow together, use the simple to convey the complicated, paint a picture, set the mood, express emotions... You want to be witty and humorous. You want to be impactful. You want to be understood.

For me writing is so much more than taking note of achievements and milestones in life. It's an analysis of life in that moment, something like a time capsule. A good piece of writing is one that has cultural and emotional relevance. Possibly something like this.

This week, inspiration is particularly evasive, possibly because I haven't been up to much. Sitting around at the computer, teaching tuition, barely working my mind. Friends have been returning from graduation trips. It would be great to catch up with everyone and hear their stories.

Need to stop procrastinating. And start writing. Anyway the number of people reading this blog is one-fifth of what it was at its peak. Guess I won't be wasting too many people's time if it turned out to be crap.