I'm going to keep this short and relatively not sweet. Because I'm not much for sweet. And inspiration is only everywhere when you're actually paying attention which isn't easy when horns are blaring, A/C units are busting, Medicare is screwing you, accounts payable is sucking wind, jet lag is wrapped around you like a wet blanket on a hot day.

I've spent the last month unable to get any words out. I've relied on my trust old paper notebook, and have written some things but nothing comes to me when I'm on the computer. The pressure of the keyboard- the wicked, wicked keyboard. The blank page with the blinking cursor. Mocking you for your ignorance. Your inability to be creative. The laptop is not my friend.

So I ask you today-

What do you write for when you don't want to write anymore? When inspiration has flown the coup, who picks up the emotional pieces left behind?

As a writer, I pick up my own pieces and move on quietly. I'm still banging out the word count. I'm about 20k behind now. But the trick is to not panic. No head games mean I can get back on track. So tell me what games you play with yourself to keep you going?  And if nothing else, let's talk about lack of inspiration. Or strippers. Whichever is better.