I blame it on the heat.
[Mr. Sarcastic says, "Heat?! What heat?! There is no such thing as global warming. You are just lazy"]
Well, perhaps Mr. Sarcastic is right, but it seems that my mind has taken a summer vacation.
I keep telling myself to sit down and write, either on the book or the blog. I plot and plan how to accomplish some incredible act of creativity, but like the dog in Up! as soon as I start to focus, my brain gets distracted.
Although for me its more like: “Ice Cream!”
I swear, at the moment all I want to do is eat ice cream.
Now, this is not another writer’s block post, because that really isn’t the problem. I don’t even really have a problem. I just have a mind that insists its on summer vacation and seems to want to seek adventures away from the computer screen.
I think I need some adventure!