That is all. And because I want to blame somebody, other than myself, I figured I should conclude that my muse is a lazy, insufferable bitch who should be sued for unpardonable neglect of her mortal's inspiration. What do great authors do when they get stuck? Any thoughts?
That is all. And because I want to blame somebody, other than myself, I figured I should conclude that my muse is a lazy, insufferable bitch who should be sued for unpardonable neglect of her mortal's inspiration. What do great authors do when they get stuck? Any thoughts?