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Busy as hell, I take a few minutes for me! Just me! to visit your blogs and make a few comments and catch up on Poetry Friday 'cause I left early and dammit my body is falling apart, and all I can think about is what's on the calendar for the next month and how I can't have my body falling apart, and there are NO creative things in that brain of mine, just none, and then I read your blogs and see the sparkly shiny things you create out of the ether, and the more I read the more inadequate I feel.
Dammit.
Can't. Even. Write. Today.
posted by Mona Buonanotte @ 1:39 PM
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11 Comments:
Honey, some days you get the bull, some days you get the shit. Take a proper rest, the creativity will return when you're refreshed.
((Mona)). Try to take five minutes for yourself today.
Most days the shiny sparklies emanate from here. Don't worry, we trust they will be here evermore. But, when you're feeling this way, it is definitely time for you to take me time. Rejuvenate.
Poor Mona! I hate the Mean Reds.
You are too busy and too stressed adn I recommend a day off. Send the kids to school, buy some Ben and Jerry's, and watch Lifetime all day.
xoxoxoxoxoxo
Inadequate? Them's fightin' words.
Repeat after me: "I am beautiful, powerful and smart!"
And Patches, sometimes you have the litter, sometimes the box.
You are loved by your fans, Mona, no matter what or how much you write.
Now, back to my drink...
Sometimes you bite the bear, sometimes the bear bites you? Beats me, everyone else seemed to be doing it. *lol*
Mona dear, you know full well that even the most fully functional creator has off days. If you had nothing but on days you'd forget how wonderful it is to be able to create, and you'd forget how hard it can be. Take a few deep breaths, take a good long soak in the tub, smoke a bowl of Black Cavendish (okay, that's just me talking out my pipe) and come back swinging. If anyone can do it, YOU can.
I need me some Mona.
Totally off topic. A woman in blogland left pics of Doughty on my myspace site (www.myspace.com/cheryllucia). She says she slept a couple of rooms away from him and kept running into him in the hall. (And she swore she could hear him snore...but I don't believe her.)
You. Just. Did.
gr - ; )
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