Those eloquent ‘perfect’ words that once rolled off the creative conveyor belt, unfettered, no longer do. I often find myself pausing, my fingers hovering over the keyboard, my progress halted.
But like the creation of the spork; a melding of two divergent streams, an evolution of blog was inevitable.
Some of my more popular posts have centered on the tumultuous struggle between discipline, inspiration and procrastination. It seems I never run out of ideas on the topic of running out of ideas.