I'm suddenly having one of those days. You know the ones. You sit down in front of a lovely enticing blank screen, all ready to be filled with wordy goodness. The knuckles are cracked, the fingers are poised aaaaaaaand.... nothing. The mind empties, words draining away and failing you. All around are people posting witty, interesting and entertaining blog posts and suddenly, in the middle, there is this; a tiny oasis of nothing in particular.
~flicks through mental Rolodex~ *
I could write about that. Nah, I don't really feel like it. I'll save that one for another time.
Well, I could always do something about that. But I am probably the only person that would want to read it so that may be self-defeating.
~flick, flick, flickety, flick~
Nope, not ready for that yet. Back in the box with that one.
~reaches end, moths fly out~
Hmm, guess I just don't have anything today. I know, I'll cheat and just write something about how I don't have anything to write today. I haven't done that for at least 19 days.** Yes, I do realise that if I wasn't an infuriating combination of stubborn and slightly obsessive compulsive, I'd skip a day and have something interesting to say.
But I am that stubborn. And compulsive.
So here's something about nothing. Let's hope I've got something about something tomorrow.
* Yes, I know the Rolodex has gone the way of the 8-track, the Sinclair C5 and the dodo but it's a pleasing image, isn't it?
** Yes, if you check back 19 days, you will see something of that nature.