the Muse and I... part... eh. whatever.
I sat down to write, and couldn't think of what to say.
Not to blog. I know that verb makes so many of you cringe, but I still like to distinctify it. I don't want to blog. I want to write.
But for a month now I've felt like the Muse has dumped me. I don't know. Maybe she's just on a fling. But I'm getting tired of waiting.
So I guess what I'm saying is that I'm here to chatter, but I know I'm going to have to get up the nerve to go back
there, to really dive into my writing and just do it once more.
I guess I'll stop whining about it now.