A writer keeps writing even when she doesn’t feel like it. I don’t feel like it right now. Not one bitty iota. What is there to say?
How about some notes from the neighborhood—Fig trees are bearing fruit right now. They have a tendency to ripen all at once so if you have a healthy tree (like my neighbor does) you end up giving them away. Sharing is nice, isn’t it? (Kelly, cut the sarcasm. Keep writing.)
There are feral cats on my block. Continue reading “Sometimes I Don’t Feel Like Writing”