Webbready

My fingers desire to bring words to the page, and my mind longs for the elation of success. I have been idle too long, and today I will make a pact with myself. I will update this journal on a periodic basis with excepts of writing. It will be very bad writing, fantasy from my imagination with no basis in reality make no mistake, writing that I will use to simply get my fingers moving rather than to create a masterpiece. It is very easy to create projects without any sense of goals or plans, of cousre, but I feel the lethargy imparted by a lack of creation. Perhaps once I have begun to write, even if it is for writing sake, then my mind will become far sharper, as I will begin to create rather than to absorb.

Once a week I will put something up, be it half-finished or not. I choose Saturday as the day I share something with the world, which means I have little time to do anything else but write.