In a Funk

I’m in a funk – a place that I can’t pull myself out of. I am trying to write but nothing seems right or worthy.

I made the decision to just let my fingers move across the page hoping that something would appear and make sense. Nothing yet except these ramblings and moans. I don’t like being here, a writer without a plan, without a seed, without a story. Nothing, empty, blank.

I just couldn’t let two weeks go by without trying.

So here is my attempt. It is simply just words on a page.

4 Replies to “In a Funk”

  1. Admitting that you’re in a funk is good! Aren’t you supposed to express your thoughts and feelings ? You gave courage to others to say the same thing when they need to.

    Sent from my iPad

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