24 tries is a charm?

Bah! I guess I will try this writing thing...one more time? It seems that I cannot committ to a diary of any sorts. Whether it be online blogging or a good old fashioned journal, I have developed some serious committment issues. The pattern is as such that I have a momentary burst of inspiration and then the steam quickly runs out and evaporates and I get bored and the pages are left blank and lonely with no words to fill them. A sad existance for a page really. They hold such promise! They are the possiblity! They are the canvass to the literary imagination and I have done them no justice. I am terrible. I should be ashamed, and I am. I honestly start these things with the best of intentions and I always seem to wind up on the road to hell. No, no, no, thats something different I think.

Anyway, look the point is that I am going to give this thing another shot...again. I really like the idea of journalling and using words and diaries and blogs as a form of artistic expression. Not even necessarily artistic, just expressive. But dont be mad if these blurbs suddenly trail off and cease to continue to exist. Eventually you are pretty much guaranteed that I will start another one.

Enjoy? :)