I never go home and say, I feel like writing. Well yes, occasionally it happens. I feel overwhelmed, my mind is in a clutter of thoughts and I should be doing a thousand different things, but instead I pick up and pencil and paper and just write. I let it flow.
I actually do enjoy writing, it is just I am not a very patient person. It is the same thing with drawing or painting. These things are time consuming, and unfortunately my lust over a great idea usually fades before I can finish or even start a project. However a reason I really enjoy writing class is because I am forced to write. Is that weird? I guess it sort of is. But needing to finish something that I will be punished for if I don't do, really is the kick in the butt I need.
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