Wanting to Give up Writing...Blame it on Whitney's Death
As the world now knows, we lost a magnificent talent on Saturday, February 11, 2012. Ms. Whitney Houston was found dead in a Beverly Hills hotel room. I was a Whitney fan, but really didn't give her much thought after 1990-something. Once Bobby got his hooks into her and took her down the road to Hell. But, I haven't written a single word since her death, nor do I feel like it. All inspiration has been sucked out of me...sigh :( The problem is television and the media coverage of her death. I had to watch the Grammy's last night to see how they would acknowledge Whitney. And now I find myself obsessed with wanting to know how and why she died. It's not a morbid fascination, it's more of a feeling of loss. She was so talented and let it all go. Sometimes I feel that way about writing. I can write. I'm good at it. But I'm by no stretch of the imagination the Whitney Houston equivalent to the literary world. Still it makes me think about life and death and u...