I woke up today at 0630 and thought I was going to have a productive day. It is currently 2034 (8:34 pm) and I have just begun my writing for the day. I spent most of my day just staring blankly at the computer, the snow falling outside, or my coffee cup. I just had my brain go blank. Did a few errands, so the day was not a complete waste. I wasn't happy with the situation. Beloved tells me to be patient with myself and the process. He tells me to keep in mind that I'm out of practice at doing this stuff. I get grumpy at that fact. But, it is a fact that I can't avoid. It's why I have nothing written at all for NaNoWriMo.
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