I do, I really, really do. Writer's block. It sucks. Normally I just sit and write - all kinds of stuff comes out and I separate the wheat from the chaff later. I can sit and write this.... mostly because it is just me complaining... but a story? Are you kidding? I don't even think I could talk one through....
I have lots of them. They are rolling around in my head and refusing to come out. I can't even think how to start one. I have some that are half done but I sit to work on them and.... nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch.
Yesterday I tried just letting my fingers hit keys. Gobbledy gook. That's what I got. Crap. Nothing.
I'm not distracted. I told The Hubster in an e-mail that I am just unenthused.
I'm thinking about publishing the first book to The Nook. Waiting on their software to be up and running...
I'm thinking about the cover for the new book.
I'm thinking about TeenDream and his life.
I'm thinking about all kinds of things.
The words are stuck somewhere.
Oh well.... guess I will just hang out and wait for htem to come back.