I believe I have already used the title, “Crap, I Have to Make a Blog Post!” I don’t have time to check. I don’t have time to do much of anything except to type frantically and hope to get at at least 200 words before my ride to rehearsal gets here.
In my defense… I have no defense (used that as a title, too). I worked ten hours then went running. OK, I didn’t do anything else useful. No writing on breaks at work. I studied my lines for The Tempest (the rehearsal I’ll be going to), but I can’t say I know them. I don’t think I can even pretend I know them, and I like to think I’m a pretty good actor.
Be all that as it may (and I suppose it may), I seem to have stopped typing frantically. Now I am typing slowly. Then I stopped. Oh, how dreadful.
I started a new novel recently. Today is the first day I have not written anything on it. However, it is only 5:22 p.m. according to my laptop (17:22 according to my wrist watch). I have time. Shall I tell you anything about the novel? NO!!! If I tell you about it, I may not write it. As it is, I may have already said too much.
And I have just gone over 200 words. Maybe they were 200 stupid words. I’m not a genius, I’m just a silly blogger (that is a paraphrase of a line from the movie Soapdish. Sally Fields says, “I had my reasons. Maybe they were stupid reasons. Hell, I’m not a genius, I’m just a working actress!”) (the quote might not be exact).
I think my ride is here. We’ll call today’s bit of nonsense a Wuss-out Wednesday post.
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