Writing

This Blog Needs an Enema

I don’t think I’ve ever been so writer’s  blocked in my life.

Since I wrote that first line, I’ve gotten up three times. Good grief.

I can’t imagine any topic more dull than someone writing about how much trouble they are having writing.

I have interesting topics. I just can’t write them. One is about my son’s upcoming trip to study this summer in Paris, and how freaked out I am that he is going to travel alone to a huge city where he will have to figure out public transportation, money, getting to the University every day, keeping up with his stuff, and figuring out where to wash his clothes. Continue reading “This Blog Needs an Enema”