So this is a first. I can’t come up with anything to write about. Does this mean I’m having writer’s block? That would definitely be a first. I know this will come off as incredibly pretentious, and I don’t mean it that way, but my writing has always felt something like Mozart. He didn’t sit down a meticulously plan, he just let the ideas flow. That’s how I like to write. I’m not a fan for plot lines and in depth character arcs before I write. I just let that happen. Is it a flaw? Possibly, but really, at this point, I’ve decided to embrace what and who I am, so if it works, it works.
Look at that, I managed a whole paragraph. That was better than I thought I’d be getting today. And then my dog goes and wraps himself up in a chair. Must deal with one crisis at a time.
For anyone wondering, dogs love Starbucks. Ask for a puppy whip or a puppy-ccino. It’ll make their day.
Here’s hoping for a better tomorrow.
Ramblings of a Would-Be Writer 