To all my faithful readers:
I have failed you today. (My head is hanging low.)
No, really. I have FAILED you.
I normally get my blog posts written the night before.
This post should have been written last night.
In fact if you notice I am desperately trying to make these one sentence paragraphs stretch out so it looks as if I really do have something to say when what I really have is...that's right, nothing.
When it comes to my WIP I don't run out of things to write about. They aren't all good things and I know no one is going to read it, so maybe that makes it easier. Wow, I think I just had an epiphany. Nah, just really trying to take up more space here today.
Blogging, on the other hand is a much harder beast to tame. I think I am on a roll and do some good stuff and then my brain just takes a vacation. I will visit other blogs to see what they are saying in the hopes that something sparks. Anything sparks. But last night I got nothing.
I spent some time trying to find a way, any way, that this could somehow be my husbands fault. Yeah, I couldn't make that work either and believe me I tried. Maybe I should head over to Linda's Blog Visiting Reality and see if she can give me an excuse. She is a genius with that.
In closing I hope you all have a great weekend and that while I did take up your time if you stopped by to read this dismal post, I promise to get better by Monday. Okay, I promise to try to get better by Monday. No, no, I promise to get better by Monday. What? It's not like you guys can do anything if I don't. Right?
So tell me where does you divine inspiration come from and how to you keep from wearing the Dunce cap?