Makes me upset with me.
And what's worse...I opened up a page upon which I can usually spin a tale, but nothing came...not a word, not a gesture, not a thought.
So, I shall do what writers sometimes do best...procrastinate. *grin* And write a blog. I think that's who designed blogs, you know...procrastinating writers.
Tomorrow...there is always tomorrow.
~~Sheree~~
Shot outside West Edmonton Mall...this AM...while on my way to tutor two new students on a Sony camera.
Hope things go better tomorrow!
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"Cammy..." said Trojan in a hushed voice, "I hear the garden gnome talking to me." Then go from there.
Love you!
Thanks, Grace. Thanks, Rob.
ReplyDeleteOh, yes-- Cammy, Trojan, and a garden gnome...the makings of a blockbuster!
Cheeky man!
Hmm. For publicity purposes, not to mention the museum in Vulcan for future generations, we could reveal that there was a "lost chapter"...
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