Well, I just wrote a thirteen paragraph post about my day yesterday, and realized, when I was done, that it wasn’t in the slightest bit interesting. My brain seems to deteriorate when I don’t write.
I’m on a three-week stretch of no writing. I’ve been doing a little haiku at night, as well as some accidental plotting in my head (can’t seem to shut that off), but I haven’t written. I’m starting to feel panic. Starting to feel like I’m not a writer.
So when’s the last time you had Chex Mix? I mean, HOMEMADE Chex Mix? I love making it myself, because then I can put in a little extra butter and Worcestershire sauce, a little extra pepper, and only use rice and corn chex. Nothing else. It’s PERFECT!
I can eat myself sick on it. Usually do.
Okay, this post is no more interesting than the last one. At least it’s shorter. How’s your day going? Your writing?
Would anyone out there know if electric drills have a screwdriver head/bit thingamabob, or if that’s another electric drill-sort-of tool that I can’t find in DH’s lack of organization? I’m trying to build shelves, to get the 12-shelf bookcase disaster off the floor.