Well, I’ve been staring at this computer screen for an hour and a half – typing, then deleting, typing, deleting, typing, read twitter, delete, etc. And you know what? I’m okay with it. I don’t think I was okay with it the first fifteen minutes I sat here, but as time went on I got to thinking…
Nothing is easy all the time.
The important thing is, I set aside the time to write, and I showed up. I tried a few things to get the creative juices flowing, and it didn’t work. And? MAYBE NEXT TIME IT WILL. I find the more I stress about writer’s block, the more pressure I feel. So I’m thinking, it’s summer, the kids are almost out of school, I have a lot going on, and it will come to me when it comes to me.
Might as well take advantage of not having deadlines to freak about while I can, right?