The Writing Blues

Can’t Escape Them

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I settled down in my favorite recliner after having walked the dog and shoveled snow twice already today. Determined to write, it had been almost a week since my last published piece. Hoping that this would be the day that I would weave words forming something inspirational. Nothing came, total brain silence. All right, perhaps an uplifting poem to brighten this dreary snowy day will come my way. Still…