Thanks Sarah!

You're completely right, of course. This is a Good Idea. So good, it warrents capitals. And good thinking to have it seperate from your other blog! I tried doing this sort of thing with my My Space... but I don't like My Space. It's like shouting into a long, dark, dank well. All you hear is yourself, echoing. I like Google. It's Googly.

Stories you say?
I've been trying to write stories again for years. I just can't seem to do it anymore. Something broke in me, I think. I can't write like I used to. Now all I write is stuff about me. If I was famous, I could write a memoir and get lots of money from it. Eh.
Every time I sit down and think "I'm going to write something", I get to about... page two. Then everything before it seems so fake and melodramatic. *sigh* I wanted to be a writer since I could write. I think life broke me. Poosey.

So now I feel an instant pang of jealously for anyone who can sit down and write something. I wish I could. It used to make me feel so complete.
Ah well. You go, Sarah, you've still got the magic - run with it! Maybe if you write, it might inspire me to try (again)? I hope so. I want to be able to write like I used to. I hardly ever finished anything, though. I know I'm my own worst critic... maybe I'm too hard on myself? I never share anything, so I wouldn't know, hahaha! I've been told I write well, but I never really believe compliments. Urgh, especially from family.

Oo. My tum a-rumbles. Must chow.
Oo, and ciao!!
xxx
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