Every so often I have nothing to say and therefore nothing to write about. I may have some opinions, but they don't seem important and they certainly aren't worth sharing. It's not writers block, it's more a feeling that my inkwell is dry.
Writing is not like painting in that a painter can sit down in front of a tree and paint, and when he is done, he can turn his chair around and paint some other tree, or building, or waterfall. Ideas aren't so plentiful.
So what do I do when the inkwell runs...
Published on August 23, 2010 16:45