Earlier today I was afraid this would be a Wuss-out Wednesday post and, well, here we are. I don’t have any excuse, although I suppose I could make something up. In fact, perhaps I ought to make something up. It would exercise my fiction muscles.
Let’s see… inclement weather? A tornado kept me hiding in my basement, where the dampness irritated my sinuses to the point that composing a post became impossible. Nah, nobody will buy that. Local readers know the weather has not been bad and non-local readers can check the National Weather Service or someplace. What else may be keeping me from posting? A traumatic experience on the way home from work. I was accosted by brigands. Or does that mean pirates? Desperadoes. No, that’s the Old West. Common or garden muggers? No, no, I would just write a blog post about that.
Anyways, this is not a fiction blog. Other bloggers post stories or portions of stories, or veer off into fantasy. I enjoy reading them, but I have never followed suit. I write fiction in my non-blogging writing life. Novels, plays, murder mysteries and the occasional children’s story. And let’s not forget my resume (just kidding; I don’t have a resume).
The fact is, I have not been doing enough writing of any kind lately. The only cure for that is to Write More. I shall get right on that and report back tomorrow what all I have written. As always I hope you’ll stay tuned.
Mohawk Valley Girl 