So is this just a continuous catechism on writing or what?

I get blocked sometimes. Mentally, that is.

I don't like to say that writing is a passion of mine, since I don't think I do it nearly enough to call it that, but it is a stress reliever. That isn't to say I'm particularly stressed right now. In fact, I'm pretty happy with my life write now. I've been in the city for almost all of my summer so far, I've seen a couple shows, I'm enjoying my summer job at design one (and the $7.15/hour I'm getting!––hah) and I'm actually learning a good deal from it, and I've finally broken into Hard in Guitar Hero 3. These simple pleasures are, generally, enough for me. Unfortunately my head still hurts. I sometimes get this feeling––almost like writer's block, but a bit more general––where I just really want to express something, an idea, a thought, an anecdote, or something, but I can't think of the way how. By writing it down, somehow, I feel better. Until I've done that, there's this constant wrenching of my stomach, an unknown pressure with a few known solution.

One, is an antacid.

My preference, on the other hand, involves a keyboard (or pen) rather than the medicine cabinet. Obviously, I could just try that idea of simply writing and letting it go from there. Sounds easy enough.

Unfortunately, that's not how I work.

I need to have some definite idea of what I want to say before I actually write it. Yes, I usually deviate from this plan, but I can't get myself to a point where thoughts flow freely without first writing a bit that's been planned. It all begins with the first sentence. Well, first couple. These are always the hardest for me and often the simplest as well. I guess it's just my writing style.

I like to think that I even have something that could be determined to be my style.

When I start to write, it can be difficult to stop; not necessarily because I can't keep myself from writing more and more. On the contrary, it's because, even if I've come to a halt with my writing, if it isn't finished, I don't like to wait to come back to it. I'll just try and barrel on, forgoing all thoughts that it isn't my best writing or how much I'd rather be sleeping.

But, if at the end of the night, I've calmed myself and my thoughts down, then it doesn't matter too much what I wrote.