Come up with a story idea and have no idea how to write it?Come up with a Title and no story?
Start a writing group?
Want to write but couldn't jump off that cliff?
Just pondering...
English doesn't borrow from other languages. English follows other languages down dark alleys, knocks them over and goes through their pockets for loose vocabulary.

I'm out of the house. Visiting friends. She home schools her kids so it is my plan when the kids are working, I will be working. Today it is just getting some blogging done. After that, I will work on my entry to The Gent's contest. I am hoping my friend will help me with editing. I haven't asked her yet... 

I'm in a strange place. I want to write, but I don't know what to write. I know what some of you want me to work on. My heart isn't in it today, for any of them. It's odd. I can feel my heart beating, even hear it, but I can't find it. I'm maneuvering through darkened corridors and port holes listening carefully to it's steady mummer. I'm not afraid or panicked, this isn't a monster movie moment. More of a searching moment. I think there is more, like it will be a treasure my heart has gathered for me when I find it, but it's not ready to be found yet.


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