Head and heart present. Fingers...not so much.

I love to write.

I write for myself on a personal level.

I write for my clients on a professional level.

Ever get writer's block?


I got it this morning.

And even the aroma of my coffee is not getting me moving my fingers over the keyboard to produce anything meaningful to say.

But here is the thing....it's not because I've got nothing to say. It's because I have too much to say.

The head is filled to the brim with stuff. Thought provoking (at least from my opinion).

The heart is as well.

But it's hard to put a finger on the stuff marinating in my logical warehouse and in my emotional vault...

Well...I did it. By talking about my inability to fill a page...I filled a page.

It's kind of like rice cakes...not a lot of taste but it fills a hole.

But like I have said before...getting something on paper is better than staring at a blank page.

One of my previous posts talked about writing like a photographer takes pictures. You take hundreds of pictures to find one good one.

Write to make mistakes...and eventually you'll get something good. Eventually...