I stumbled bleary-eyed to the blog cupboard this morning and found it
bare. Not even a crumb of an idea has been left lying about.
It’s ironic after all these days of pushing out blogs with a rush-rush
mentality (needing to get back to Writhe, needing to give my brain a
moment’s timeout where words didn’t exist), that when I’ve finally got the time
to dive into writing a great blog all I can manage is a painful belly flop.
SMACK!!
All flailing arms and zero coordination, I slap the water’s surface and
the whole world turns away and winces.
Ouch.
I think it’s time I crawl out of the pool this morning, find a towel,
dry off, maybe grab some toast. Hmm, butter never hurts a situation.
Before you go, if you don’t mind, I’d like to lay all blame of this post
fiasco on the unwritten blurb lurking ahead in my day. Yes, the back cover
teaser for Writhe has to be written today. As you well know, I don’t
enjoy blurbing it. In fact, I might even despise it a little.
*taps finger ponderously on chin*
*wonders if she can get away with
it?*
*decides she has no shame and
goes for it…*
Definitely, the unwritten blurb is at fault! Not me. The little brain
cell sucker must have slipped into my kitchen last night while I slept and
scoffed up every morsel of imagination I had tucked away for rainy days and
blogs…
*grins triumphantly*
Yep, blame the blurb.
Until tonight…
Chloe, the belly flopper
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