Even though it seems like novel-writing and blog-writing would be like comparing oranges to oranges, it’s more like oranges to apples, and one of them is rotten.
What do somewhat-forced blogging, a drunken muse, and Tuesdays spent staring at a blank screen with a blog deadline looming have in common? I’ve been told it’s the artist’s way.
The trials and tribulations of an author blogger continue. We find our hero staring at a blank computer screen, wishing his muse would get off the sauce and lend a little inspiration.