Because I haven’t posted in a week. I start this blog wanting to write and now that it’s up and running I don’t feel like writing. It figures.
I really don’t feel like doing anything, truthfully. Sleeping. That I feel like doing. Again, perhaps it’s the heat? I don’t know. Well, bear with me. I’m sure the urge to write will kick back in soon.
August 26, 2007 at 5:27 pm
You can always steal writing ideas by chronicaling what you overhear your parents say. I find the older my parents get the more obscure their comments. I think they’re delightful little pearls of wisdom and, sometimes, insanity.
August 26, 2007 at 5:27 pm
You can always steal writing ideas by chronicling what you overhear your parents say. I find the older my parents get the more obscure their comments. I think they’re delightful little pearls of wisdom and, sometimes, insanity.
August 29, 2007 at 8:36 pm
It’s not the heat…it’s the humidity. There. Somebody had to say it.
September 11, 2007 at 6:11 am
You can justify sleeping a lot by writing about your dreams. Then you are not being lazy, you are researching.
September 19, 2007 at 6:34 am
Okay, it is time to climb back up onto the proverbial horse and write something again.
Wake up and get to work.