I'm sitting here with a story to write for the Greenwich Sentinel. It's nice and pleasant and will (hopefully) be enjoyable to read.
And I can't seem to get started.
I will -- I always get the job done -- but I'm dragging.
The Rangers lost.
Alan Thicke died.
Paul is texting me and we're reciting Big Bang Theory lines to each other.
So I thought I'd throw a blog post together.
Back in the days of writing for the Wilton Bulletin, I would write a blog post to get my creative juices going. Someone I knew questioned why I would do so, and where did I find the time? The truth though is that the blog gave me the kick to get the story done.
It was a win-win.
Anyway, back to the story. I've conducted my interviews, sent a picture in to be used, and have my quotes ready.
Now I just need to write.
In other news, John Nash posted a heartbreaking story.
We still see, all too often, that life is way to unfair. Constantly.
OK, now I have a story to write.
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