I’m kind of burnt out, if you must know, so posting may be light this week and next. I say “may” because as soon as I commit to taking a blog vacation, I suddenly get bombarded by inspiration in the most mundane things, and then I have to handcuff myself to the radiator so I don’t spend six hours on the computer when I’m supposed to be doing other stuff. Stuff in the vicinity of the radiator, I guess.
Me: (in my best whine) I can’t think of anything to write about.
Me: Fine. Don’t write then.
Me: That’s right, the blog is closed. You’re cut off.
Me: Wait, no...
Me: Don’t worry, there are plenty of other blogs for people to read.
Me: But what about all this important shit I have to write about?
Me: (sigh) Like what.
Me: Like, um…stock. Yeah. Somebody asked a good question about stock last week and they deserve an answer, goddamnit.
See? Some might call it co-dependency, but I prefer to think of it as outsmarting writer’s block. Tomorrow, we’ll see if it worked.