Again my writing leaves me speechless. My brain watches as my fingers patter away. My eyes read the words that worm their way on the screen. Often times I find myself chuckling as I set up and deliver my own jokes. My writing sounds great.
Sometime later, I open the same entry to find strange writing on my blog. I can't understand it. It is as if a toddler took random words from the thesaurus and tried to make a word picture. Again, it is MY writing. Is there any reason why I shouldn't understand it? Do i have a magic encoder but not the matching decoder?
My initial guess is that it's television. I'm not sure why or how, but TV has served as a good scapegoat so far, so lets keep blaming it. I was probably good at reading and writing when it was black and white, and when TV switched to color, it was all game over, time to write cryptic hieroglyphs.
On a related note : I hope this isn't blasphemous, but I now can understand how the writers of the bible might have had divine inspiration. Perhaps they too, sat down one day, wrote all that they could, and in the following years, looked back and wondered, "I sure use 'like' a lot" or " man, i'm terrible with run on sentences".
Resolve: I am going to keep writing till I get this down. BLargh
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