Saturday, September 1, 2012

Measures of My Mental Mediocrity

There are times when writing is therapy.  Unfortunately, I have not had therapy for quite some time.  Writing, what little I do, has become an unwelcome chore.  It has become a means by which I can more clearly see my lack of creativity.  Writing has become a short catalog of failed ideas and, even more so, the inability to think. It has become a measure of my mental mediocrity.

I have threatened to stop trying.  I have threatened to keep after it.  I have threatened to hide my writing.  I have threatened to make it more public.  They've all been idle threats. And they will remain so, I am afraid.

That having been said, I have been trying to generate a touch of creativity by coining some alliterative collective nouns.  Here is the paltry list I have developed so far:

MonkeymasturbationA masturbation of monkeys
DancerdervishiumA dervishium of dancers
RepublicansrepulseA repulse of Republicans
Tennis playertantrumA tantrum of tennis players
LinguistlaconismA laconism of linguists


robin andrea said...

Interesting exercise. I really like a repulse of republicans.

I am not sure how I found this blog again, but I'm glad I did. Keep writing!

Taradharma said...

Hey - I HIGHLY recommend Brene Brown's books - especially "The Gifts of Imperfection." Seriously.

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