I've neglected posting for the last few days. Which no excuses will suffice. Yes, I've been busy and stressed, but I've still found time to write. Why not time to post then? I need to make sure I keep this on my regularly scheduled programming each day. Even if I don't have much to write. I need to get through the bad to get to the good. Even if it's a long, arduous journey filled with stress and pain in the ass characters who never want to do as their told. Then again I suppose if they that they wouldn't be interesting in the least.
Right now I'm sitting in the garage having a garage sale. I could try and actually write part of my story or work on a short story, but Saturday's is one of the busiest days for this sort of thing and even now I'm sitting here stopping every other sentence to go and help a passerby who has a question on an item. Still, at least I'm being productive by sitting down and working on this blog.
I've managed to write some, not much, but I keep forcing the words out. I know eventually it'll start to flow again, but they seem stubborn right now. I think it's mainly because I'm stressed. Stress is a killer of muses. I just refuse to let it get me down anymore than it already has. Even when I can't focus on a story I sit down and write in a journal. Organize my thoughts of just vent. Whatever works at the time.
For right now, while I'm back and forth, I'm going to catch up on all the blog posts I missed!