White page cramp and laziness
Posted on October 9th, 2005 by monsoux

I extend my fingers getting ready to write. It is a procedure, it is ritual. Like on cue, all brilliant beginnings vanish. Gosh, I’d be a well sold published author had I all those writings there are no more.

Your art always moves me…so innerestin and thought prevoking. Get out of my mind!!!
OK. And once out there, where should I goand what should I do. No, I like it better inside your mind, thank you very much.