How many times has Wuss-out Wednesday followed Tired Tuesday? Many. Today shall make one more, but I hope to think of something amusing to say nevertheless. Mind you, my hopes are not high, but any hope on a blank page is nice.
Blank is the operative word. I have a dreadful case of Writer’s Blank. That is when I look at a blank page (or computer screen) and that is exactly how it stays, because my brain is just that: BLANK. It is all very well to say, “Just write something, anything down.” I can’t think of anything to write down! Then I think of something, write it down, and it’s STUPID! I can’t continue with that! And it would not matter if I bullishly forced myself to continue with it, because I cannot for the life of me think of another sentence.
Obviously that is not what is happening right now with this blog post, but it is what happened earlier when I was faced with a blank page in my notebook. I started jotting down ideas I had for a murder mystery I must write for September (more on that when it gets closer) (I am, of course, taking it for granted that I WILL eventually be able to write the thing). I have been tumbling ideas around in my head for a few weeks now. As I put pen to paper, I realized I had very few ideas after all and the ones I had were dumb. OK, it was one idea. One stupid idea.
I will somehow get beyond this idea-less phase. I will write down words and then more words. I may even like them. In the meantime, I am going to end with a picture of Nosferatu and hit Publish. I may try again later with a pen and paper. Further updates as events warrant.
Do you suppose I would write better or worse if this fellow was actually standing over me?
Mohawk Valley Girl 
Well, at least you are finding out the ideas you don’t want to use! With that out of the way, the better ideas will follow!
Ooh, that’s a comforting thought! Come on, better ideas!