Blogger’s Block
It is a bit odd how, as a writer, I am somewhat stalled for generating content for this blog. I have no worries about someone reading what I write, and yet the possibility of people I don’t know from far and wide reading my words is still a bit beyond me at this point. How ridiculous 
What is this for if not to be written in and read?
What is this for if not to be written in and read?
I must be merely acquainting myself with a more outgoing form of expression that is released wildly into a space so uncontrollable and intangible as the internet…
2 Comments to Blogger’s Block
Ah, but what is weirder, that a pesron you might never know in Queensland, Australia leans something about you, or a family member that discovers an aspect you’d never think to disclose.
Great blog, sis, but look what you’ve gone and made me do. Now I’ve had to create my own and I’ll have to populate it with little snippets of myself that nobody, but nobody, would usually come to know about me. 
NotsoaNonymousApril 17, 2006
Nuts. A typo and I can’t go back and change it. Too bad pesrons of the world that read this
April 17, 2006