Writer's Block.

When I was getting dressed this morning, I had a lot of thoughts in my mind. Sensible, intellectual, blog-worthy thoughts. I can't believe three hours later they have all flown out the window. I don't know where they went, my mind is definitely empty right now, and is being forced to think what to write.

I may still be on writer's block. I am slipping, my so-called talent is now fading away. (And to think some people want to have this gift, or whatever you call it.)

Anyway, days ago I mentioned people are getting bored with Facebook, and that I joined Tumblr.

For me Tumblr is just a sophisticated version of Twitter. And no, I don't have Twitter. Because I don't have that much time to Tweet and share to the rest of the world my thoughts on a one-liner basis. But on second thought, I might consider Tweeting as to challenge myself into creating decent updates limited to one line. Maybe next week.

So going back to my Tumblr. I'm actually enjoying it. Posting on-the-spot is fun. And it does make sense even if I don't include any descriptions or text whatsoever. And seeing a lot of people share this huge number of pictures, links, quotes and what-nots in the site is overwhelming. I think I'm following 16 people and I get about 3 to 5 updates every couple of minutes. And I have the option to reblog their posts, without being branded as a copycat because they're automatically credited. :-)

But as much as I am enjoying it, I suddenly came to realize that reblogging is starting to annoy me for a couple of reasons. First, I find it annoying because of people like this friend of mine who keeps reblogging of what I think is all the updates that she gets every minute. (Seriously girl, don't you have a life? Post at least a couple of original pictures or words. It'll help increase your Tumblarity more.) And second, the reblog option is my writer's block's escape. I think I'm becoming dependent on it. I think I was alarmed earlier when I saw that my activities were 60% more of reblogs than originals. (And for someone like me who's OC with being unique, that kills.)

Which, I think, is a good thing. Because I was able to reflect on it, hence seeking refuge in my blog to coming up with something original, a post that was really conjured from my little mind. But honestly, I am loving Tumblr. Really. I'm betting my allowance for today that I will be reblogging again after this is done. But I guess I just have to post stuff which the other 2,426,114 publishers haven't posted yet.

Twenty minutes ago, I scrambled up my brain to recall whatever was on my mind this morning. Now, I have a wordy entry. Maybe at some point, I just have to be honest with myself that I am just procrastinating.

And oh. If you're up for it, follow me on Tumblr. :-)