Writer's Block

I am grateful that no philosopher ever said, I blog, therefore I am, because I’d be in some serious trouble at this point. This is the reason I hesitated to ever start a blog – I feared this sort of lapse and the accompanying guilty feelings. Oh well, I guess I’ll have to get over it. My apologies to the three people who ever even look at this blog. I’ll try to do better…Really. Other people’s blogs are sometimes a bright spot in a dull or dreary day, and if I've ever been your bright spot...well, I haven't been too bright lately.

Lately, actually, I’ve been…scattered. Lots of people for Thanksgiving. Play practices. Basketball. Christmas shopping. Working. I can’t seem to collect my thoughts to say anything at all on this blog. Ideas, anyone?

I hoped this blog would help me start writing, and though I continue to contemplate the seed of this book that's in my head and give it some water and sun...it's all still in there...and not only am I not writing it, I'm not writing this blog. Oh well, time to clean the house and finish Christmas shopping.