Well, yesterday was a fascinating journey down a road of trees that were not bearing words for me to write. Today I find myself in that same forest, though I am a little more hopeful I will come across the fruit of any tree that will provide me with something, resembling intelligence, to write. Yep. Still waiting.... *whistling impatiently*, as I feign horror over trying to figure out what to say. Yep. I've got nothing. I did such a tremendous job of writing at lunch, I think I left nothing for my blog. This is embarrassing. I am sure you are probably saying to yourself, "why are you even telling us? If you don't post until later, we will never know you struggled." Well, it's probably because one, I want you to feel my pain, as I mentally whack my brain with a word stick...and two, because I think it is important for people to see that even if you love writing, writer's block does exist. ...
We all have a voice that has something to say.