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Tuesday, September 19, 2006


How can a little piece of note paper cause so much fear?

It's sat on my desk for two days now, waiting for me to find the words.

I'm a writer; they should come easily. But I wait, and they never arrive. I don't know where to start. I don't know how it ends.

Maybe that's the problem. If I knew the ending, it'd be easier to find the beginning.

Six inches by ten, yet I'm fearful. Intimidated by some wood pulp and ink.

What to say? Where to go?

I know what I need to do. I just don't know how to do it. I know what needs to be said, I just don't know how I'm supposed to say it.

Song of the day: Blank Sheet of Paper by Tim McGraw.

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