I am finding myself to be in a weird limbo with writing, since releasing Finding Meara. Is this normal, I am wondering? (Yoda! I'm channeling Yoda!) Seriously, though, I can't seem to get myself organized. I have all this time, and I spend it messing around on Facebook. I think about writing on the second book (which I have a rough outline already planned) and I feel Resistance with a capital "R." Maybe I should read the War of Art again. The thing is, it feels like a huge empty space in my head. I don't really feel anything - not fear, not anxiety. It's just nothing. Very, very weird. Anyone else ever experience something like this?
Well, instead of worrying about my lack of productivity, (if you were...), lets get a laugh on! Last week's funniest photo was:
And now some new photos for your funny-bone's enjoyment!
|If you look a little further down, I like "Fever 102, Wheezing, Irritable."|
Is the person irritable or the symptom?
My favorite this week is the WTF is wrong with my legs. Once I figured it out, I couldn't stop laughing!
Did you have a favorite?