As a writer, I dread writer’s block. I don’t want it to be my block. Let it be some else’s problem. I’ve had to learn over the years to write anyway (too many people were giving me odd looks when I told them that I wanted to be a writer, but I hated writing). For years, almost my entire childhood, I kept a single notebook to contain all my musings and journal writings. All of them. One notebook. Most of my childhood. Writer’s block, my block, takes many forms. Perhaps for you

Greetings fellow authors and passersby. You ever have your hobbies and leisure activities cause you more stress than relaxation? That’s where I’m at this week, or I would be. This is my final week of classes for this semester, with final exams next week. All of my final projects are due on December 7th, 2021. Every. Single. One. Five of them. I have to finish revising and print my thesis, I have to prepare a panel presentation based on a grant proposal that I have to finish,