Blocked or How I Wrote About Nothing (Again)

remember on doogie howser, m.d. how doogie would write clever and meaningful entries on his super-advanced computer at the end of each episode?

yeah, well, i wish i could harness the ever-insightful and easily summed up wisdom of dhmd, as i like to call him, because:

1. i'm into circularity

2. i don't know how the hell to sum up the past few days.

now, i know it's not really my style to sum up, anyway. i'm more of a pick-a-random-happening-and-go-into-way-too-much-detail-about-it person. but, to be honest, i can't think of anything to write about.

let me take a moment to talk about this whole "nothing to write about" phenomenon. ben doesn't believe in writer's block. he says that sometimes he is just empty of ideas. this from someone getting his masters in poetry. i mean, really, how UN-poetic is that? besides, i think saying you don't have any ideas temporarily is the SAME THING as writer's block.

either way, i'm stuck. i don't know how i'm going to finish (start) my screenplay OR the t.v. show debbie and i are "working on" if i don't have anything to write about. i need a muse. you know like josie from the book the immortal:

don't pretend like you don't know what i'm talking about. christopher pike rocked (and still does, as far as i'm concerned).

and on top of the double problem of the screenplay and television series, i can't even come up with a decent blog entry. this is sad.

and the only solution is to peruse the immortal for ideas. i'll let you know how that goes.