This is an odd turn of events. Ever since the contest I can’t think of anything to write about on my blog. I sit down at the computer to write and all I do is stare at a blank screen wondering what on earth to say.
On the other hand, every time I sit down to write or edit a story, the ideas keep coming. I’m editing one story, got another one in the works, and am coming up with more ideas to work on in my writing practice. This is a good thing – definitely not something I’m complaining about. It’s just weird since normally it’s the other way around. I also don’t want to forget about the blog either. I’m only writing now so I don’t go for weeks on end before writing another post.
Well, as I really can’t think of anything else to write here, I’m off to do some reading. I’m on the last story in Full Dark, No Stars. Probably would have finished the book sooner, but I read two other books at the same time and now I’m working on a third. Those are my nighttime books. I can only read Stephen King during the day because if I read him at night, I tend to get nightmares or at the very least I don’t sleep as well.