Well, hello there. How'd you slip behind the curtain?
You are getting a rare glimpse at the command center that powers Halfglassistan. The only thing missing are my fingers dancing in the key of A.
And S, D, F, J, K, L and semi. (I did learn something in typing class. Thank you, Mrs. Thompson).
What I haven't learned? Is how to force those fingers to perform on command. Oh, I can make them tap out a message, sure. Like this one you're reading. It speaks.
But it doesn't sing.
Verses, notes, stanzas and refrains. Churning, swirling, whirling in my brain.
Meh. I got nothin'.
When all those ideas decide to organize, I'll let you know.
Assuming, of course, they let me know.
Feeling your pain as writer's block isn't for sissies...Stopping by from SITS. Happy Saturday and I will have a little rain dance for creative juices for us both!
ReplyDeletewhat a clever post. Writer's block...that can be trouble with a capital pain in the neck. Do something fun and then come back to your work.
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did I ever tell you I was failing typing in HS, so I had to drop it?!
ReplyDeleteI'm a two finger gal.
oh well, that is a great way to write about block. maybe if you get a new keyboard? i accidentally got a spanish one at work once. it lasted a day. :-) hang in there.
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