Writer's Block

Ah, the dreadful experiences of Writers' Block. Will it ever end? It's so dumb, I can't even think of anything to write on this dumb blog post, but maybe it will take me back into the writing swing. I used to be able to write like three page blog-posts, but now I can't really think of anything to write about, so I'm just going to wing it and see how it goes. Well, here goes... I might end up writing a song, and I just want to tell you all of this is Copyrighted :)

I don't really know how to explain how I'm feeling in poetry right now, or in the right words, so I probably won't go to a poem right away. I'm just going to not even go there. Instead, I'll talk about the past few days and thanksgiving and stuff.

For the past few days I haven't been able to sleep, so I've stayed up watching TV shows. More specifically crime TV shows. Even more specifically Criminal Minds, CSI, CSI Miami. Yes, I think I've found my new love. It's not that I didn't love them before, but now, I have a better appreciation for the detectives that solve all of our crimes.

I don't know how many of you watch Criminal Minds regularly, but I watched one the other day called Hope. It was about a girl that got kidnapped by this man because he new she was going to grow into a beautiful young woman. He married her, and then when she died he kidnapped Hope's mother. It was kind of a disturbing episode, but I still enjoyed it because the guy did learn a lesson in the end. 

That morning, (I haven't really gotten enough sleep in three days) I watched all of the episodes of Criminal Minds they had on CBS.com. There were only like three, but I watched all of them. It kind of gave me nightmares because of how creepy one of them was. It was called There's no place like home. Probably one of the creepiest things I have ever seen. I am never watching that one again.

Hey look, I'm actually writing something! Who knew that writing about what I did could actually spark something? I did, actually. So, I've been trying to write a good murder mystery, but I haven't really been sure how to start it. It's about a gold-digger guy who kills his wives when they run out of money. I know that it's really barbaric, but he doesn't like stab them repeatedly like in the CSI Miami episode I watched this morning. 

Wow, sorry to get off of subject, but I'm watching Iron Man, and this guy is so creepy. He's such a traitor and I just decided I hate him. But one thing I will say is, Iron Man/Stark is so handsome. (I'm not going to say hott, because I don't like to be called hot myself). But, I do have to admit, he really is.

I think I'm almost done here, because I'm kind of just rambling right now, and I know it sometimes gets annoying when I do that, so until later, maybe I'll be off this writers block.