Hoping Mother Nature Will Suck The Rest Of This Story From My Brain And Through My Fingertips
I have been battling writer’s block the likes of which I haven’t wrestled with in a very long time. I’ve tried to power through it, but it. is. killing. me.
I’m camping with my kids this weekend. We’ll have electricity, but very spotty internet access, and that should help keep me on track. I’ll be writing, writing, writing while they splash in the pool and ride their bikes around, writing while they roast marshmallows, writing after they’re tucked into their sleeping bags at night, writing before they open their eyes in the morning.
I just hope I’m writing something coherent. That remains to be seen.
Wish me luck.