Everytime I get set to write something, my words retreat. What is the freakin’ deal?!
Gads, the dryer just went off. I suppose I should get up and check it. Hold…
To go on… I’ve been 30 for a month now. Hmm, doesn’t really feel any different.
And it’s been a month since the Pasadena convention. I still remember a lot. Is that weird? Maybe it’s just because I want to remember everything. It was a great weekend.
My muse, I beseech you to return to me! Has inspiration flown too far from me? Am I too caught up with playing around with my websites? Is that where all my creativity has gone? I ask these questions a lot, don’t I. Gads.
Story ideas… The “jail” story. Not what you think. The main characters work at a jail. Hey, I should find lots to write there, eh? LOL!… The “reunion” story. He’s a ball player and she’s a photographer. They were friends long ago and meet again sometime near their high school reunion… Love at first sight. A story I started almost three years ago. Never went anywhere really. He’s a Latin singer with blue eyes, she’s a novelist…
The sci-fi epic starring Kiari. It’s been on my mind for MANY years now, but I’ve written very little. Mostly background stuff. I need to find that stuff and work on it more.
Coupling is about to start. Gotta blaze!
