texts: ...Listen to me belly-achin'. As if my problems amounted to a hill of beans. How goes the life of the mind?
labels: Well, it's been better. I can't seem to get going on this thing. That one idea, the one that lets you get started  I still haven't gotten it. Maybe I only had one idea in me  my play. Maybe once that was done, I was done being a writer.  Christ, I feel like a fraud, sitting here staring at this paper.