It’s amazing to me how unproductive I can become when life throws me a curve ball. All want and need to work leaves the brain and I’m left with an empty zombie.
Okay, that sounds totally dramatic/emo of me. Sorry. Basically, on weekends, my writer’s block kicks in at full force and I have to sit patiently and wait for it to go away. Of course it doesn’t help that there is such easy access to things that will all of the sudden need my immediate attention (like checking every e-mail, checking every site I bookmarked, making sure that every part of my house is clean).
Point is, my muse has called out sick for at least a half day today. Hopefully she’ll get back to me later tonight and we can discuss her availability for next week. She can be so cranky sometimes.