I make lists of current events and things I do day to day, things to blog about, but then I power on my laptop and stare at the keyboard. I’ve got nothing.
I wait for inspiration and the writing gods just laugh at me.
In April I traveled to Lisbon, Portugal – a buoyant city of immeasurable beauty. I’d like to live there someday.
But in the meantime, I’m going to give up on the muse and scorn the gods.
“If you wait for inspiration, you’re not a writer but a waiter.” ~ Anonymous