Well, I would have a Monday Mental Meanderings post, but my brain is mired in the muck (just to alliterate a little further). Seriously, my thought processes seem to have slowed down almost to a halt. In fact, they may be moving backwards. Oh dear.
There. I just took a break and read a couple of blogs. I don’t know how I thought that was going to help, but I thought it couldn’t hurt and it is the only chance I will have to read any blogs before tomorrow night. I have rehearsal tonight. I know, I know, it is not yet time for this blog to become All Steel Magnolias All The Time. That time will come much closer to production, I hope.
Here is my problem: I can’t write.
I know, I know, one must be merciless in the matter of mood (I think that is a quote, but I do not remember who said it. I hope I do not have it exactly right as it might constitute plagiarism) (which some say is the sincerest form of flattery). Well, here I am, aren’t I? I’m at the keyboard, typing away and, as you can see, nothing very good is coming out. Could this be Wrist to Forehead Monday?
Earlier today I tried to write. It did not work out very well at all. Not one word made it from brain to paper. And you can clearly see not much brain is at work in the words I’m typing here. This may be my worst post about I Can’t Write a Post Today yet (I’ve labeled some “Why I Can’t Write a Post Today” and some “How I Can’t Write a Post Today,” but I feel that today the how and why eludes me).