XII

I have nothing to write about. After sitting for an entire hour and twice deleting what I was writing—I’m uploading a post to say I have nothing to say. For the record, my 1st attempt was a consideration of what superpower I would choose given the option. I was two paragraphs into a serious analysis of the question (I got the writing prompt off a google search—can you say desperate?), but then I realized what I was doing. Better to say nothing at all than to say something dumb. And adults blogging about superpowers is dumb . . . right?

I’ll think of something with a bit more substance to write about next time. Writing is very much real, and sometimes you just don’t have anything to say. But you still show up. You have to keep showing up. And the words come, eventually.