MIA
April 18, 2007 by Shirley Allard
I stare at the paper
the words incomplete
I cut and I paste
I select and delete.
The software is fine
the hardware is wired
but my heart just won’t bleed
and my brain has retired!
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Ain’t that the truth. Ha ha good one Shirl! I’m sure your muse will be rescued.
Hey Bob, I hope you’re right!
Indeed. A sentiment shared by any who write creative, I’m sure. Its like the muse turns into a great big slushie and we drink too much too fast and the brain freezes…
ouch
Yup, that’s just how it feels Oz. Even if I gather my thoughts I end up forgetting where I put them!