Writing

It's weird, my poetry writing process. There will be a span of time where poems just literally flow from my fingers on to the page and then, all of a sudden, they stop. After the poetry slam I felt like I couldn't possibly have any more poems to write; I had no ideas, no inspiration. And for the longest time, there was nothing. But now, the words are bouncing around again. The phrases keep dancing across my mind and it's all I can do to not write them down somewhere, somehow. But college life gets in the way of that a lot. I never have the time, never feel in the mood, never just sit down and do it. So those words just keep ricocheting off the sides of my skull, building up. And at some point, I'm going to have no other choice but to write them all down.

Stay tuned.