For those who know me well, this may come as a shock . I don’t always have something to say. In fact, finding something so say here, for this blog, is often difficult.
I spend a lot of time writing for The Flickcast and on my other comic book, TV and film projects that by the time I get to this blog, I’ve pretty much lost whatever modicum of creative mojo I had. It’s a sad state of affairs really.
I would like nothing better than to have a bottomless well of creative juices. That just isn’t the case, though, at least not anymore.
I remember a time when that wasn’t true. And it doesn’t seem all that long ago. I distantly recall being able to work hours and hours and not only not be tired, but to have lots of fresh, interesting ideas as well.
Dare I say it but I guess this is one of the things that comes with getting older. I just can’t do it like I used to.
Of course, it could also be that I’m just lazy and this is all just an excuse so I can play Mass Effect 3 or some other new shiny. I guess that’s possible too.
No, now that I think about it, I’m sure it’s getting older. Yeah, that’s it.
Let’s go with that.
