I hate to write something that doesn’t have some kind of meaning for me. Not that I’m on some huge social media soapbox and have something incredibly important or mind-blowing to share. I just don’t like to pound out words to make some arbitrary word count or to fulfill some daily blog challenge.
So tonight I had writer’s block. Which is completely out of the ordinary for me. Usually topics come to me throughout the day. But today? Nothing. I was uninspired by today’s blog prompt (no offense, BlogHer). And I don’t want to fall into the trap of simply regurgitating my day or even using this space as a diary – although I am guilty of that sometimes.
And then it hit me. One of my favorite episodes of The Golden Girls is when Blanche gets writer’s block while attempting to write the great American novel. The scene plays out and it’s hilarious. And it always makes me laugh 🙂