...but nothing comes...

[franceslievens]

Staring at the computer screen no words seem to come. Fingers are resting on the keyboard, where they rest. I have nothing better to do than dream, but no dream is good enough to be written down. I need inspiration. Or a task.
Elin's task sounds fun. She's writing stories or photoshopping pictures to send Mr. Teen to summercamp. I especially like the story about the little Breiflabb.
Maybe that's the way to go for the next couple of weeks: Request line. Want to read something special on here? A simple request can do wonders.

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[chrissie-linnit.livejournal.com]

Scary... I tried to answer you post and I deleted me without touching a thing... could be prophetic... could be my mystical breasts...

Back to topic: I remember once, long time ago now over on the BC&S Board, Molloch commenting on the vastness and clarity of the Australian I presume, outback nightime sky, unpolluted by the artificial light of man. Last week, Herself_nyc commented on how impressed she was with the vastness of the Wisconsin skyline, uninterrupted by manmade structures or the undulations of hills or mountains.

Being a city-born and bred girl who now lives in a hilly region albeit by the sea, the rarity of such vistas as those mentioned by Moll and Herself make them especially special when I have been fortunate enough to see for myself what they mean. However, I have yet to find a single piece of prose or poetry that puts down in words that experience or the emotions it evokes in one. Do you know what I'm trying to say? (it's either I'm frustrated that I can't express myself eloquently enough or, I want you to express for me!)

Alternatively, there's always the potential to write about the frustrations of trying to find swimwear for a freakily proportioned body like mine! *g*

[frances-lievens.livejournal.com]

Ack, that's a difficult task, Chrissie. Being a city dweller myself, it'll take me a while to find the words you'll need, but I'm thinking about it!