Whinge

[indri]

I can't seem to write fiction at all at the moment. Every time I put fingertip to keyboard the result is decidedly uninspired. Oh, the individual sentences are OK but I can't seem to get them to hang together into a coherent story. I'm going to have to email Marieki and apologise that her fic is so late.

But I get some pleasure in checking my reader logs. In the last twenty-four hours my website has amused people in Portugal, Edinburgh (anyone I know?), Florida, Ohio. Michigan, Nebraska, Dallas, Vienna, Belgium and the Bay Area.

Anyone got any hints on how to get one's groove back?

Comments

[indri]

That would not go well with thinking about breakfast, but hey, there's your dramatic tension.

Actually, I read your post over breakfast and, yes, you were right about how badly that went with Hamilton's seed. My website's named Blood and Weetabix :)

Thanks for the pep talk. I'll gird my loins, batten down the hatches, and refuse to throw in the towel. May well throw up on the towel, but that's what you get from mixing weetabix with bodily fluids.

Would smooch you, but I'm British-born and repressed.

wonder if this would work for me....

I hope so. Let's find out.