I have been amiss. Absolutely awry. Absent without leave. I have been utterly uninspired, desperately devoid of the wizardry of the written word. And I missed alliterating. I missed the clever coaptation, the busy bungled banter, the echo of the erstwhile esoteric etchings of pen on paper….
But I am back. Expect great things.
At least until the next case of writer’s block.
Ah, but I must confess. It hasn’t been so much writer’s block as it is just that I’ve been busy.
My brother recently bought a house, and a friend and I have been helping him decorate. Well, so far all we’ve actually done is bought and hung curtains in every room of his house, while waiting for him to paint all the rooms so we can begin the actual “decorating”. It has been well over a month. I would have had the whole house painted by now. He has only painted the dining room.
Don’t get me wrong. It’s a beautiful dining room - three coats of garnet on the walls, and two coats of deliciously creamy color on the trim and crown molding. But come on already! We want to design on a dime, shop for accessories, and hang wall art, and we can’t do that until the colors are in place and the mood is set.
Paint party, anyone?
"You get ideas from daydreaming. You get ideas from being bored. You get ideas all the time. The only difference between writers and other people is we notice when we're doing it.” ~Neil Gaiman
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