Writers. Block. Sucks.
I’ve got two big papers and three small papers to write between now and next Wednesday at midnight. I can’t put my thoughts together to save my life. I don’t know if I am getting hung up on certain parts that I should be skipping, or what. I just know that every time I sit down to put something together, all I get are a bunch of words floating around in my brain. Like word soup.
Speaking of soup, I would love to have a steaming hot bowl of homemade broccoli and cheddar soup with a fresh piece of sourdough bread on the side. That would be amazing. Panera makes an awesome broccoli and cheddar soup. Throw that into one of their sourdough bread bowls and you’ve got yourself a little slice of heaven. Homemade is always better though. I don’t care how many fresh ingredients they use.
I think maybe I’m going to start doing this like a real blog. Just writing. No huge profound musings. No political rants. Just a simple, “Hey this is me, and this is what’s happening today.” After all, that’s what a “blog” is for, right?
Okay, maybe some musings or rants every now and again. After all, it wouldn’t be me if I didn’t have something deeply theological or political to pour over occasionally. I don’t think it’s possible for me to be shallow. At least not long term.
Anyway, back to the grind. Too many papers to write and not enough time in the day to write them all.