This is a post about why I can't blog right now:
My desktop is creatively stifling
I share a computer with my husband and business.
Children keep finding me and shouting demands.
I can't figure out how to do everything from my phone.
I bit my tongue so hard that I haven't been able to eat solids.
I keep having existential crises about pointless things like rollerskating.
Other people are more successful than me ( yes I am perfectly aware they set goals and work hard,so what?).
I will write after I clean the house and dye my hair and all those other things I am refusing to actually do OK? Sheesh get off my back.
I am hungry, or I have a headache or something.
Writing is hard work.
I have no clear direction yet.
I am going to buy a netbook so once that gets here I will write all the things.
Really.
All I have to do is get over the massive case of writers block.
