This blog isn’t going to write itself.  Nope, although I wish it would, there’s no chance of it happening. 

     When I sat down at my desk to write, I saw my muse run out the door screaming, laughing, and pulling her hair out by the handfuls.  About then, I knew the blog was in for some trouble.

     If any of you happen to see a crazed, bald  muse giggling in a corner somewhere, would you please send her home?