I hope...

You all had a very Happy Thanksgiving Day!

Hard core...

Here is the whole picture of the Smurfs going hard core!

If you...

Were to choke a Smurf...



What color would it turn?

Fucking Muse!

I'm sitting here, frustrated as hell with myself. You see, I went through this period in my life when everything I wrote (or drew) seemed to be golden, it all fell into place and came out lovely or whatever...Anyway, for about six to eight months this hasn't been the case. I feel like absolutely everything I write is shit and not worth the memory it takes up on my PC, I'm stuck with about 5 different stories I would love to finish, but every freaking time I sit down to continue on these wonderfully written beginnings...I get nowhere and somehow end up assing up the whole thing! What gives? Is this the dreaded writer's block (not that I'm in any way saying I'm really a "Writer") that I have heard so much about and if it is...what the HELL do I do to get rid of it? I even feel like there hasn't been anything really good written on my blog in a while either. (Sorry guys and thanks to those that haven't abandoned hope that there might eventually BE hope for this blog).

It's not just in my writing either, I haven't been able to draw a damn thing lately, nothing, not even some silly, cool little doodle. I'm telling you guys, my well of inspiration is dry! My muse has left the scene completely, just took the fuck off and went south for the duration of her cycle or whatever brought on this drought and it's kicking my ass. I feel old and used up though I haven't hit the 30 mark yet and I know this shouldn't be the case, I should feel 29 damn it, full of life with thoughts of amazing adventure swimming through my mind, ready to get up and face whatever life has to throw at me and yet...I find that each day this is not the case. My first thought of the day is: Fuck me sideways, I gotta do all this shit AGAIN! I am pretty sure that the lack of inspiration and motivation are tied together and am even mostly sure I know what it's about, but I don't know what to do about it or how to fix it for the here and now. It's one of those things that only time can fix or bring about, if you will.

Anyway, guess I'm done bitching...if you see my muse, kick her ass and send her back to me!

Witchy!