these words are all i have so i'll write them

the two extremes of the verbal spectrum: word vomit and word constipation. which would you say is worse? spewing out every thought that flits through your mind like you're ridding yourself of toxic waste or barely opening your mouth to take an occassional deep breath, let alone actually speak a word. the same two extremes apply to writing, you write everything or write nothing, and a lot of time is has little to do with the number of words you come out with.

sure, with one you may say something you really shouldn't have, but with the other, you may never say something that you really should have.

i think that i fall into both extremes... not in an i'm-perfect-just-in-the-middle way either. it's more like, i suffer greatly from word constipation, a side-effect from my fear of exposing myself to people. so, in an effort to keep people from noticing, i turn to word vomit. i spew out random information, random thoughts, random stories in hopes that you won't notice that i've actually said very little about myself. i've been doing this less lately. it's something i'm trying to change about myself... an effort coming along a little slowly, but coming along all the same. i am completely convinced that the minute i teach myself to overcome this, my writing will become good. and once i am able to write something that can actually hold a person's attention, leave them wanting more, something memorable... well, who knows what could happen?? it's great to have something to blame. scapegoats are the reason hope can exist at all. if you weren't able to shove some reality off onto someone or something else as blame, each and every bubble of hope would be smothered to death before it even got a chance to live.

but i digress, my point was, word vomit or constipation, which would you rather have??

*Dance, Dance - Fall Out Boy