Thursday, September 1, 2011

the last summer night

Writers block in attempting anything creative, the tap has run dry and the Sea of Stories is so fast that I'd drown attempting to dive in and come up with some kind of treasure.

But there's studying to do, and a decent flow of people coming through, the student diverting the creeps away. A half hour longer and I'll be home to be back here again.

1 comment:

Randal Graves said...

Have you thought about subcontracting to Pooty Poot?