I seem to have the biggest blcok and total frustration, i feel ripe to write and write and write and keep writing. At uni on my course BA (Hons fine art) i just cant seem to get past the stage im at with my work but its effecting my whole life. I am a cliche artist its not somthing that starts or ends and its causeing the biggest sense of frustration ive ever had.
I love my poetry i do but to be honest you are the only people who ever read it, i feel blah because i love posting and i just cant get anything out even though i feel totally at a stage where i know some of my best works and words could form in gynsatic displays of my melancholic tone. But its simply not happening.
How do you guys deal with these moments cos its driveing me mad its one those blocks that simply isnt shifting and its in all areas of my art not just writing. HELPHELPHELP.
love you all x Craig aka Grey Helm.




