I don't avoid cliches at all costs like writers are supposed to do... they have value, and are cliches for a reason. I just suspended my netflix account because I find I'm just not getting anything done. I am reading this wonderful book, "The War of Art," by Steven Pressfield. It's all about overcoming resistance; creative blocks that keep us from getting our work done. I realize through its reading the discipline I have sorely been lacking. This must change. I must change it. My biggest time and energy suck lately has been sitting on my ass in front of my computer watching tv reruns, movies, documentaries, youtube clips... AAAAAUUUUUGGGGHHHHH!!!!! I feel like a loser and I hate it! And so I've decided, as the wholesome smell of Irish steel cut oats cooking fills my apartment, that I have to write, every day, no matter what. And you, my dear reader, will just have to suffer through this drivel that covers whatever great work lies dormant within me. I beg your indulgence until I get to it...
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