Stuck

I am completely unable to write. Things have been really weird lately and I have no desire to write about them. It must be because all the things that are going on are so personal that I really don't want to share them in an open forum. Writing has always been very therapeutic for me, but for some reason the events in my life are just too intense for me to talk about. In the past, I have been able to write allegories to what my real feelings were without revealing the true issues. This is something that may take awhile to bubble to the surface. Being me, I have been trying to use my best defense against stress which is humor. But instead of being non-threatening, it has come out very biting and cruel. It’s just not me. Maybe that's why I have been not able to write. There is no humor inside. It is as if I can't get in touch with the lighter side. Not to worry, I am confident that I will recapture the magic soon. Please my whining and I promise I'll be back with a vengeance. I keep repeating the what my father use to tell me when times were tough - keep smiling, stay positive, never, ever quit and things will work out for the best eventually. More stories from Paul Gavin. Info on novels Paul Gavin's Storefront. Technorati Tags: Fiction, Online Book, Chapter, rebeleyeball, Paul Gavin IceRocket Tags: Fiction, Blook, Chapter, rebeleyeball Copyright (c) 2006 Paul Gavin. All rights reserved.