Running Dry
I've been drinking more tea than ever these days, but I am still coming up as dry as a bone. In the writing department, that is. I can't quite put my finger on why, but whenever I sit down to write, I feel totally lost for inspiration and words. This strange phenomena is why my Tuesday posts are all that you've been getting... and even then I do a lot of staring at the screen, writing and using the backspace button, editing and in general pulling out my hair. You don't want to know how many " drafts " are on the drawing board, wilting while they wait for either deletion or a breath of fresh air. This dry spell is causing me no end of grief and it is not only affecting me at the computer. Yesterday I spent over an hour writing a very simple "thinking-of-you" card for a friend. No, make that two cards that got written...and then I picked the one I could tolerate the most of the two to actually give to her and I still wasn't terribly sat...