Friday, December 5, 2014

Turgid

I haven't written for so long that when I began writing again a couple of days ago, I found that I had lost the knack.  What I wrote was turgid and stagy.  And whereas I had been able to write easily and fluently before, now it was an effort to produce even a few hundred words.

I've been finding it harder and harder to write ever since the whole Henrik dėbâcle.  I used to believe that even though there were some bastards out there, fundamentally mankind was good, and that men could love and cherish each other selflessly.  And now I don't.

Ah well, I'll try again today.  Though to be sure, I am so tired I often fall asleep on the train.


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