I have so many things to write that now I’ve quite forgotten what they were. Now when I actually managed to have the time to blog about my ideas, I can’t seem to assemble the right words to begin to convey them. Even writing this paragraph has left me unnerved and gasping for words.
I guess I should really heed that advice of having a small notebook in my pocket all the time. And of course a pen or pencil along with it. So when inspiration strikes, when words simply flow and ooze out of my mind, I could begin jotting them down. Those phrases of seemingly unending melodious whatever. Argh! Words escape me now, just when everything is so conducive to writing.
Or maybe so I thought.
