It’s me against the computer. My eyes attempt a stare down of the screen, with the cursor mocking me with every blink. I type one halting sentence, and then stop. My mind is blank. I know where I want my…
It’s me against the computer. My eyes attempt a stare down of the screen, with the cursor mocking me with every blink. I type one halting sentence, and then stop. My mind is blank. I know where I want my…
I was sitting at my computer the other day, trying to figure out what to do with the rest of my current work in progress. I was facing a horrific case of writer’s block. I didn’t know what was going…