Ugh. Just ugh.
Ok, there's writers' block and then there's this total absence of anything even approaching inspiration.
I have seldom had so many creative writing projects and yet somehow I can't seem to churn anything decent out.
Ugh. Just ugh.
I'm really not liking the way I feel at the moment, kind of like all my creativity got scoured out of me.
I only really feel like blogging because it's something to do; I've not been sleeping well. Nightmares abound in TK-land, and dead bodies, bishops and Zoe Wannamaker feature prominently in the three ring circus which is my subconscious these days.
Ok, there's writers' block and then there's this total absence of anything even approaching inspiration.
I have seldom had so many creative writing projects and yet somehow I can't seem to churn anything decent out.
Ugh. Just ugh.
I'm really not liking the way I feel at the moment, kind of like all my creativity got scoured out of me.
I only really feel like blogging because it's something to do; I've not been sleeping well. Nightmares abound in TK-land, and dead bodies, bishops and Zoe Wannamaker feature prominently in the three ring circus which is my subconscious these days.
I promised pics from Paris, so here are some woefully generic choice shots.
I think I just broke a glass.
I'm going to make some tea and go to bed.
I'm going to make some tea and go to bed.
