Thanks to Michael over at 83 Unsung Heroes, a favourite blog of mine, for saying a heck of a lot about nothingness and getting me started on this post with his oft inclusion of song lyrics at the tail end of his latest post. This last one referenced The Lazy Song by Bruno Mars and it summed up how I was feeling at the start of my unintended 2 month blogging vacay …
Today I don’t feel like doing anything
I just wanna lay in my bed
Don’t feel like picking up my phone
So leave a message at the tone
‘Cause today I swear I’m not doing anything Continue reading
It is my Understanding that the prompt / challenge pingbacks are working again – WOOT WOOT!!! Thank you WordPress folks for your time and effort in fixing this for us!
Here’s a bit of what I’ve learned / been reminded of since the issue started on Tuesday …
- We truly are a community ’round here aren’t we? From raising our voices via the support avenues to let them know about the issue, to supporting each other’s posts REGARDLESS of if their pingbacks worked or not.
Writing a novel is like driving a car at night.
You can see only as far as your headlights,
but you can make the whole trip that way.
E. L. Doctorow, author
Sometimes I need this reminder. Especially when my mind is in a dense fog.
Image source: Bryan Alexander user on flickr.com, CC2.0 Generic
In response to today’s Daily Prompt: Fog
Listen to music. It could save your soul. Be kind. It could save someone’s world. Wear a hat. It could save your life.
I have lived at the following addresses, some missing the numerals due to either my menopausal madness, it’s been too long to remember or care if I only lived there for a short while, or just plain middle age: Continue reading
The following was written using all of the 31 one-word Daily Prompts for the month of March 2016, as published by WordPress’ Daily Post. Today’s prompt is: Refresh.
I sit with my laptop where apparently it belongs – on my lap. My fingers are poised on the keyboard, ready for action. I have a full cup of coffee, am in comfortable attire, and the lighting is appropriate. But not a damn thing happens. Continue reading