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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Scribbles and Scrambles - Blog Fog

I'm having a little trouble.

I can't focus.

The pressure is mounting.

I must leave my computer soon and I won't be back today.

Argh! Something quippy, inane, clever needs to come to mind. I'm waiting.

Nothing. Oh, plenty of swirling thoughts, but nothing falling into the chute that leads to the creativity pathway.

I think I'm suffering from Blog Fog.

Or Clever Constipation.

Do they make a pill for this? Should I eat extra fiber?

Okay. I'm taking a deep breath. Don't slap me.

I'll blame it on Monday. Yeah. That's it. Monday. The first Monday in December... after a month long challenge to pull words from my brain for NaNoWriMo. Good excuse.

I did it, by the way. I completed 50,000 words. I may finish the book. I like my characters. I like the story line.

Whew. I feel a little better.