As I tested out my camera for an afternoon photo shoot, I snapped this:
It’s what happened to be on my desk at the moment. The manuscript for a book about food. I’m also reading John Grisham’s new book about life in coal country. I will keep alternating them until I reach the end of both.
And because of this I have nothing to write about.
Yawn. Maybe you should take a turn here. What would you write about?