Voids

Right now, I am experiencing what can only be described as a creative void. It’s like my creativity and vitality are stuck in a white room with no doors or windows, sitting in a white chair unable to move. I can hear the dull roar of life just outside the room, but nothing is discernible; I can’t tell if there are cars or birds, or even angry rioting mobs. It’s just a void; nothing can be grasped to spark the creative fire that I know is somewhere deep in my psyche.

What happens when you’re in a void?

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s