I’ve been staring at my laptop screen for 45 minutes and I have come to one very astute conclusion: I got nothin’. I can’t think of anything to write about that would interest me, much less you.
The writer’s mental blank happens to me every so often, because thinking of something new to write about every single day is harder than it seems. At least for me.
So I’m borrowing some thoughts from a dead guy named G. K. Chesterton who wrote some pretty good books back in his day which you should check out if you have some free time to read and want something more to feast on than sparkly vampires in angst. These are his actual words that I’m borrowing, by the way.
“Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.”
“I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought; and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.”
“Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.”
“The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him.”
“The Bible tells us to love our neighbors, and also to love our enemies; probably because generally they are the same people.”
These go to show you that there is very little to say that hasn’t already been said at least once during the history of the written word. My job (or the job of anyone who communicates through writing) isn’t to reinvent the wheel– or in this case, the ink pen– but to more often than not remind you of what you already knew but forgot that you knew.
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