It’s been a long time. I have no excuses, except that my brain seems to be as blank as this page, these days. I sit down with an idea and stare at the screen, but everything that seemed so clever in my head sounds trite by the time it reaches my fingers. Even downright stupid. The words fall stillborn on the keyboard. The page remains blank.
But wait, this page is not so blank any more. In fact, the more I write, the less blank it is. I sense a pattern.
Maybe I’ll try again in a day or two.