Writer's block is a B!%ch in a corduroy thong

So I've got the Holy Trinity, of course:
laptop
iPod
bottle of red wine

And I still keep coming to the same effin place. I write, delete, write some more, and delete that ish too. Logged onto Pinterest, looked up a couple (hundred) pics of my favorite, swoon-worthy hotties: Ian, Henry, Rob, Stephen, Zac (making me feel like a chester btw, but hey, he's legal), Chris, Channing...you know the usual suspects. Turned up some Rihanna & danced like a stripper in my kitchen which unfortunately for my toddler, was pretty damn pathetic. Still nothing. Don't feel like writing and oddly, don't feel like reading.

So I guess I'll start reviewing. I've had the pleasure of reading some pretty darn incredible books recently & it's always great to spread the word. And maybe somewhere in between, I'll get inspired enough to use my laptop for more than watching really, really bad reality tv. Real Housewives, anyone?
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Published on November 25, 2012 08:23
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