This has been an odd sort of day: I slept late, which was needed for my body; there was playtime with Willie Fu, which was needed for the soul and heart; and then there was surfing of the web and talking with one of my sisters – this was good, fun, and needed to keep relationships strong, of course. The odd part has come where the writing is concerned. I have sat here looking at the blank page and going over what I should be writing and then sighing and not putting one single word down on the page. I haven’t given up, of course, of getting words down today, but there just feels like too many words and ideas are coming today and they aren’t the ones I need for the writing projects currently in process. It is enough to make you want to scream! Lol!
My family all the time say that I am killing my time here at web, but
I know I am getting knowledge all the time by reading thes pleasant articles.
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Oh, those days when nothing you want will come! I’ve sometimes found that the best choice is to write what will come out. Of course, the danger is that you’ll get interested in the new stuff, turn it into your project, and drop what you’ve half done.
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