Just with very little to say.
No change really there from the last five squillion blog posts of mine then.
So, why the silence?
No, I haven't fallen over again recently.
I have complete creative block. Not just the writers kind. There is nothing creative at all emanating from the Domestic Oub direction.
No doodles while I'm on the phone.
No tra-la-las in the shower.
No post modern existentialist mime while waiting for the bus.
What to do?
I tried being patient. I tried enticing the muse with a trail of jelly tots and a box propped on a stick.
So, quite frankly, the plan now is to force it.
Hence this post.
I have nothing to say worth reading, but gosh darn it, I'm going to post this anyway.
Wish me luck.