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The S℮cr℮t Room


my words and photographs,
the diary of a sometimes troubled girl.
the music is always turned up,
and the door is always open.
come on in.

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.
-Van Gogh


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Frustrated.

Stamped: 11:17 PM

I absolutely hate when I feel like this.
I'll try to explain.

I fancy myself a creative person. You never know where the inspiration is gonna come from. For me, I think it builds up. Sometimes, it's in a moment. Mostly, it's just there... waiting.
Rite now... it's hovering. I don't know if I should take a photograph? I feel the need to write... which, I suppose, is why I'm journaling. Nothing is coming of it.

I could scream.

Yet, I'm thankful.

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  • Blogger Di says so:
    December 27, 2006 at 8:03:00 PM PST  

    I've felt that frustration before ... but I try not to think about it too much! Mostly, I just write what I need to write, and sometimes it ends up going where I sorta wanted it to, and other times ... it doesn't. And as for the photos: I just shoot what's there, look at what I've shot on "the small screen" as I go along and then look at everything, bigger, later (sometimes I'm thrilled at what I got, other times I am very disappointed, most times I'm a little surprised ... often in a good way).

    Blogging & shooting, I often think of as "recording" (my thoughts, the world around me, etc.) rather than "creating." (Maybe that's the part of me that truly is a journalist? Who knows.) top