...Inspiration won't come. No ink, bad pen, Good luck, Amen! Remember that from
graduation book signing. Oh wait, did I graduate? Oh yeah, guess I did
So... it’s been days since any
inspiration, not even a peek around the corner of creativity. Even watching
the numbers of my following dropping off has not perked any profound literary art
to splatter the canvas of my digital page. What gives? And dear
diary, none of my readers are helping any; they read but do not participate or
respond to give me a muse from which to feed. Am I casting blame? HELL YES!
You don’t expect me to accept fault in this wonderfully wacky creative mind of
mine, do you?
I don't know, maybe it's the red hair. Women
with red hair are perceived as feisty, opinionated and seductive, usually
breaking up with amazing ideas, explosive, irritable, full-blooded, and
passionate, according to becomegorgeous.com. So, where
are all those amazing ideas. Maybe red hair from the box doesn't count.
Hopefully soon, I'll have something valuable to say. I'd settle for witty or
entertaining at this point.
Aside from work, I
haven't been a total flake though. I've been reading Eckhart Tolle and Mark
Nepo books; wonderfully inspirational and enlightening.
In the meantime, diary peepers, you could assist in the
matter and WRITE ME!!!
~signed The Wacky Ex~