Lately I have misplaced my writing mojo. I don't know where it went. I had it last week, I swear.
But this week, nada.
I have looked everywhere for it. But inspiration has deserted me.
So I find myself getting lost in the later episodes of JAG because, well, David James Elliot, need I say more? And sighing. A lot. I forgot how freaking well he filled out that Navy uniform. Makes a girl miss the old days that's for sure.
No, I still haven't found the missing mojo-YET-but I have high hopes.
So in the meantime I will finish this series out and move on to the first episodes of NCIS because, well, Mark Harmon of course.
But make sure you check out Karla's next installment of F&G and pray that a little divine inspiration strikes me. And soon.
What do you do to get your creative juices flowing again, when it seems the well has run dry?