Monday, April 11, 2011
And the word of the day is Inspiration.
Actually, no its not. I don't seem to have any. I had a big meal last night at Cracker Barrel with my parents (my Dad thinks its the greatest) and now I feel like my organs might be shutting down. I lit a candle this morning, prepared the routine cup of coffee, opened up my WIP, and nothing. I'm not exactly blind but I'm not sure that I'm seeing clearly either. Oh God, eyes are organs, my donor card says so. What if mine really are shutting down. I had baked lard (biscuits), slathered with butter, and apple butter. That's two butter products on lard. I'm going to die. I just don't get it. I was on a roll yesterday. I felt so alive with ideas, then all my inspiration, gone just like that. Slumps into chair, stares at computer, and waits for death. How long does it take butter to harden in your arteries, anyway. I'm turning to Honey Nut Cheerios. If I can't go back, I'm going to move forward. What do you do when you feel all uninspired. For the love of God, don't say you go to Cracker Barrel.