Man. I started out writing SO MUCH this month. I almost felt like I was participating in my own little kind of NaNoWriMo. I felt really good about everything.
And then the election happened, and like many of you I got totally blindsided. I felt like I got hit by a truck, and it took all the wind and the words right out of me. I've been trying to come up with material to write about all week and I just don't even have the heart right now. I feel really, really down and I feel worse about it every day.
Yes yes, I know I'm a crybaby and all of that. I hear you. I've heard you all week. I won't talk about the double standards of whining for 8 years about Obama taking guns away. I don't want to talk about it at all right now, not here anyway. I started to write out a huge blog post about why I'm concerned about my future, but I stopped. I couldn't finish it.
So, I'm trying to get my words back. I have a show this weekend. I need to find my words again in order to talk about that.
I'm trying. Bear with me. I'll get there.