Is it Ironic? No. It's a PITA
Mood: Irritated
Listening to: The Killers' Mr. Brightside
Y'all, my Word is hosed. Hosed I tell you!! I can no longer access my documents, which is, you know, bad. Especially if you're a writer and you have the itch. Frustrating isn't a strong enough word.
It's like finally losing those last 5 pounds, finding big money in your purse, and Kohls is having a one day only sale where everything is 75% off but your car won't turn over and no one else is around to drive you.
It's like 10,000 spoons and all you need is a- well, no, it's not ironic, but it is terribly bad luck, Alanis.
After a two year dry spell I finally feel inspired. Rosie is settled for her long nap, the house is clean enough so as to not be emotionally distracting, and I've got ideas, people. Ideas! Better than ideas I've got people meeting in the attic. They're milling about, drinking coffee and chatting amiably each anxious to tell me his story. Do you know how long my attic's been empty? Well, yeah, I guess you do since I just told you.
Two years is an awfully long time to go without inspiration and drive. Especially if you want to get published. Argh. Stoopid dying hard drive. Stoopid WORD.
would let you know that you had me laughing.Your too damn funny! Oh
and Hi by the way : )