Blank Computer Screens
Since last June or so, I’ve been doing this – sadly staring down at a blank computer screen. (As well as an unplugged sewing machine, dust-covered yarn balls, an empty journal and packed clothes.) Granted, it’s been a tough year. I needed to run away for a while, from everything. Even the things I’ve always loved doing; blogging, writing, knitting, reading and sewing. However, it’s far from ironic that when a person begins to feel their confidence return with any amount of happiness behind their eyes, they suddenly get inspired to create again. I’m not feeling apologetic for being out of the blogging/art/fashion scene by any means, I am instead saying you’re welcome for keeping the internet free of 10 months of what would have been convoluted crap from a person whose heart was somewhere else.
My little secret is that I never sit down at the computer until I know what I’m going to write. That way, there’s no staring at a blank screen. Just a thought…
Well your little secret holds true. I haven’t had anything worth saying. I should have stopped trying to make the computer do all the work while I sat and stared.
You’re right, it takes a sort of confidence to create something worth looking at; I also have faith in the notion that chaos and melancholy can inspire a masterpiece. Anyway, I think you’re f’ing amazing. Glad you’re back.
You’re so right!! I’m still feeling a little shy after the whole mess, but I’ll emerge with more confidence – I hope anyway.
If it weren’t for the times that cut our legs completely out from under us, it is hard for me to imagine that anyone would have anything worthwhile to say. A few years ago some degenerate bastards tore down my old house. In spite of that, it is still the one location where almost all of my dreams take place. I like that old saying about getting back on the horse. I don’t ride horses, so for me it would make more sense as, “back in the spaceship.” Welcome back Amy.
Some places, whether physical or metaphysical, will always exist in us I guess. Not sure if that’s bad or good, it just is. At times however, those inner haunts can be inspiring. As inspiring as old friends like you Jethro! Thanks for your love and support as always! Here we go…
The greatest achievement is the happiness you work hard for. Building the foundations of the soul back stronger and higher to withstand the tempest of life.
You’ve stood by my side in so many ways that I feel like saying “thank you” would demean how much you mean to me. I think you’d rather me continue to be happy and strong than say thank you anyway.
So I’m not going to thank you. I’m just going to keep you around so you can see my thanks for yourself.
I wish I had something profound or helpful to say here. Just know that I’m so glad your back, I love you, I can’t wait to see you and hang out, and you will always be family to me!
I love you Mes! As family and as a friend. I miss my Herman family a lot.
You guys mean so much to me, thank you for commenting, kisses and hugs!