Ink, Ex-lax and Ennui

So… seeing as I have nothing to say, I might as well clutter up the Reader with more annoying detritus.

Is it my imagination or are there less and less posts to read? I follow a lot of people, which makes that Reader a damnable taskmaster at times but there is less there. Has WordPress taken to “tailoring” our content a la Facebook? IE: algorithim’d – I’m a writer, I can make up words – what we are “permitted” to see?

Or are y’all suffering writer’s block like me? Not so much block as teenage rebellion of the pen. The ideas are there, a word or two but I don’t want to sit down and write, it feels a waste of time better spent elsewhere – antsy, bored, and disenchanted.

Speaking of that. Where did so many people go?

What happened to RJ,David Eric Cummins, Memoirs Of A Dragon, McFcWolf, Lady Day, Silkred, Miss Lizzy, Lovinchelle, Desires and Passions…?

Because I don’t miss nearly enough posts or already feel big time guilty about not reading what I can see!

Blah

Meh

Blech

Is it Friday yet?

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3 thoughts on “Ink, Ex-lax and Ennui

    • Dearest AnElephantCant ever know
      The ray of sunshine his writings do bring
      To this poet who’s grumpy
      And feels old, creaky and frumpy
      So in limerick his praises she sings

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