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.
Very sad.
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.
Marie Loughin's "I WANNA BE . . ." 
There is no critic as harsh as a self-critic. Turn off your internal editor and let your imagination run free. Of course, if you do, you may change your name and end up writing romance. 🙂
Tempting. Yes, I’m second guessing myself a lot lately.
Aren’t you a Kristen Lamb fan? She’s prolific when it comes to blogging about writing. I have time for about one of every five of her posts, but they’re usually pretty good. Here’s one I think you should read in regards to this.
http://warriorwriters.wordpress.com/2013/06/17/write-fast-and-furious-learning-to-outrun-the-spock-brain/
God speed!
Paul
Yeah, my Spock brain knows this to be true, but my Kirk brain has insecurity issues and seems to be in hiding. Sad. But we’re seeking counseling and reconciliation.
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.
Yes, there’s a definite pattern! Keep tossing those words out, trite or not. They’ll come together. The internal editor is EVIL. Must ignore her. Move ahead. Or in Picard’s words, “make it so.”