Sunday, April 15, 2007

In a trough

If this is all you have to complain about, you're doing great.
– Playdough, ca. 333 BC
I'm in a writing trough right now.

Might change any minute. Hopefully will.

Triggered by:

  1. Too many calls from an ageing parent who has excelled in laying guilt trips on people for most of her 86 (soon to be 87) years.
  2. Overload & exhaustion, including from having been exceedingly "creative".
  3. Back pain.
  4. General Unlust*.
Now would be a good time to write something Bukowskiesque. He always managed to milk the most blabla situations for something marketable.

*A wonderful German word for which there is no exact match in English. Perhaps "disinclination" would not be so bad.


Crafty Green Poet said...

Unlust is a great word! German has lots of words like that (or at least so it seems to me) which just don't quite translate easily into English. Hope you get out of your trough and thanks for visiting my blog with the link for German poetry.

Leon Blumfeld said...

Thanks very much, Crafty Green Poet. I recently got out of my trough ... and right into a lonely espresso bar :)