Day 83 of the 100 day challenge and I have drawn a total blank. I have faced writers block before, but often this has been a catalyst to a post as it has caused me to muse on mental indigestion, the void and how these help me to overcome the struggle with topic.
Today is different, in that I normally feel a restlessness with not being able to conjure a topic. This inner struggle is the catalyst for the creative juices.
Today, I feel the most wonderful tranquillity. Without meaningful agonism, a topic isn’t emerging from the primal soup of my mind.
Thus dear reader, till next we meet when I trust I shall have richer literary pickings for your delectation.
Good night, and good luck.