Procrastination

I have spent the past two days trying to think of something to write about. Two days. My friend also has a blog; that he updates whenever the mood strikes him, which is about once a month. When I told him I was stuck, he told me he already had his next post planned, to which I responded, "you don't know my pain!" 

I am trying to update this silly blog once a week. Thinking of something worthy to write about in a week has proved more difficult than I imagined. When I first started, I thought I could update bi-weekly. How foolish I was back then.

I'm sure that this is not the first post about not wanting to write and I am certain it will not be the last.

Some days I do really ridiculous things like draw made up creatures instead. Like this:

Octosaurus Rex!

Or spend hours reading webcomics. Currently my new favorite is The Adventures of Superhero Girl.

I'm pretty sure this has happened to me more than once. 

To be completely honest, the only reason I am writing now is because I am procrastinating packing. Which is something I despise almost as much as doing laundry. There is definitely a hierarchy to my procrastination. It is good to know that writing is not on the top (bottom?) of the list.

I'm not sure why I've been having such a difficult time writing lately. I know we all have our slumps, but it really sucks. I have projects I need to work on! Even journal writing has been a chore. I started 'A Poem A Day' personal challenge, hoping it would help me not be so stagnant. I am on day four. It's been a few years since I've written any poetry and looking back at my old stuff shows me why. 

My poetry is terrible.