Have you ever felt that your mind gets clogged with thoughts and emotions that blaze by faster than you can get a hold and process them? Instead they get stacked upon eachother into one growing pile of unfinished, useless crap. Put away somewhere dark while, dazed, your mind gasps and tries to catch breath but staggers and drops whatever you were thinking of once again. Meanwhile you're just sitting there staring stupidly forward behind a thick mist of blurred perceptions. Not really being able to pin down what's moving inside, actually feeling empty. Full of thoughts and burning emotion but still feeling empty. That's a paradox, I guess it's what you call blinded by the speed, hours pass and you remain seated.
Am I too old for this forum? I feel like a young writer. I´m not experienced, I have never got a work of my own published but still fantasize of having it one day. 21 years old, but I have a lot to learn and I am eager. I've tried some pages and forums from Sweden (I mainly write in swedish), always migrating to find a place to share and learn and get my work dissected and judged. I still have high hopes of finding it, and I like the looks of this place. Apart from writing I enjoy reading and music and cutting work to waste time.
In other words - I´m a lazy bastard who thinks too much.
Looking forward to meeting you all.
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