Writer's block again?
There are so many things I want to write about, but yet, once my fingers land on the keyboard, my mind seems to quickly fizzle.
To help snap out of whatever is deflating my drive to write, I have decided to borrow Barbara's blogging style and ask my readers a few questions and solicit audience participation. I am turning to you for inspiration.
The following quote from Bob Dylan's Masters of War caught my attention a few weeks back and it has been on my mind since. It will serve as a prelude to one of the posts that have been swirling around in my head, if I ever get to finish it, that is.
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Apart from the war debate which is what the song is about, how do the words above resonate with you, if at all? What do your generational clashes with those older and/or younger look like?
Speaking of Bob Dylan, I love this clip showing his interview with a Time magazine reporter. It never fails to crack me up.
"You got a lot of nerve asking me a question like that." Hahaha. Go get'em Bob!