Drawing a Blank…

Ever have those moments when you have a blank screen or piece of paper in front of you, and absolutely no freaking idea what to say?

Yeah, this is one of those.  I struggled for two hours on what to post today.  Put it on Twitter–“Please help me come up with a blog post, I’m drawing a blank!”

I got a few ideas, but nothing that really worked for what I wanted to post.  My son said I could blog about him, but I’ll spare you the drama… 🙂  I could post about my daughter, but take his drama and double it, and I wouldn’t put that on you either.

Well, except that she’s joining the Navy…which is awesome…but that’s a post I’m saving for another day.

I could post about the two birds now in my kitchen, that keep spitting sunflower seeds out on my floor.  I sweep them up, they look right at me and spit more.  One of them has taken to hanging upside down like a bat.  No idea why.

 I could post about my husband turning 50, and how he has the fortunate genes of no gray in his hair, but ALL gray in his beard, so when he shaves he takes off ten years.  This must be very nice.  I have to pay to color my years.

I could post about my writing projects, but who wants to hear about that?  You just want the end result in your hand, you don’t care about the process.

I could post about my love of coffee, but–we all have that.

So, in the end, I have a whole bunch of random nothings that aren’t big enough for their own post, but have just been blown all over that blank page.

Enjoy my randomness, and feel free to spew forth some of your own!


About Sharla Lovelace

Writer of romantic women's fiction. Wife, mom, and wonderwoman...without the boobs. National Bestselling Author of THE REASON IS YOU, BEFORE AND EVER SINCE, and the e-novella JUST ONE DAY. Lover of anything red.

Posted on August 13, 2012, in Sharla Lovelace and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Fun blog for Monday!! Love the teenage drama x 2. I can still remember those years when our daughter thought we were both brainless.

  2. The birds in your kitchen made me remember one time a few years back when my mother was having her house re-painted, and the painters left a door open and a wild bird got inside. She called me to come help her get it out. I proceeded to “shoo” the bird into a bathroom, where I closed myself in with it. After a few terrifying moments of me versus a swooping little wren-things, I was able to throw a towel over him and carry him outside.

    Yes, I think that story fit your random theme. 😉

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