You know you're in trouble when, even after scanning several other blogs and the day's top news stories, you spend a good ten minutes staring at a blank blog post, not a thought in your head.
You know you're in deeper trouble when you finally eek out an opening sentence, hoping that if you just start typing the thoughts will come, and none do. Except for this one. A follow up to the initial realization and admission: I have nothing to say.
I'm thinking it's because...
A) I'm still in holiday mode. I did the unusual yesterday. I gave myself the day off. I watched two Doris Day movies back-to-back. Enjoyed a homecooked meal with Steve. Then later we watched 'Cars'. Which we thought would be fun, light fare. (I enjoyed Doris more.) So maybe all that relaxation, which I am not used to, carried over to this morning and my brain's tripping on remnants of turkey, pumpkin pie, and Doris Day.
B) After glancing at the calendar, I realized how much I have to accomplish in the next two months. Galleys on one book, revisions on another, and the completion of a third. Oh, and the revision of a book proposal. In December alone I have three Penelope Pageturner (storytelling) appearances and five emcee gigs on top of my normal library hours. Then there are the other assorted 'must do-s' on the 'to do' list. Perhaps my brain shutdown because it's shaking in its skull.
The good news is, I go through this all the time. Well, that's not good news, but it's something I understand. That paralyzing feeling of having too much to do in too little time. Cross-eyed, heart-racing, spinning in circles, wondering "Where do I start?" and "How will I get it all done?"
The answer: Just dig in and do it.
Just do it.
Have another cup of coffee and just... Do it.
It's a plan anyway. Ten minutes ago I didn't have a thought. Now I have a plan. And a blog post about nothing. *g*
Have nothing to say? Feel free to ramble here.