I've been watching too much television (The Dollhouse, Frasier, and even, at the moment, The Nanny), facebooking, checking and rechecking my emails, reading (Warren Ellis, Clare London, Michael Korda, and John Birmingham). Anything to make myself seem too busy to write. I'm spending my writing time avoiding the computer and sulking about a couple of works in progress that have progressed to a halt.
I plan to blame my friend Kim who facebooked about Writers' Block earlier in the week. Her posts and emails were like a stun gun, sucking the words right out of my head. (Or maybe they were an excuse to quit writing for a few days.)
The most recent episodes of The Dollhouse gave me the germ of an idea. Something is turning over in the back of my brain. Maybe The White Python (the novella I've been working on most recently) will be dislodged by Topher Brink (above) and Adele. Topher's Quote of the week: "The human mind is like Van Halen. If you just pull out one piece and keep replacing it, it just degenerates."
I've also been online fighting pirates, which is more exhausting and less exciting than one might think. So if you're reading this, please consider buying your favorite authors' ebooks instead of downloading them for free. (You have to admit, ebooks are pretty inexpensive considering all the great moments they bring us.)
But enough of that. I'm done here.
And next week I'm all over the white python. So to speak . . .