Hey, many apologies to anyone who has been missing me. Holidays just passed into a time of not blogging, for many unconvincing reasons that I'll not bore you with. Anyway, anyone wanting a short story writing for them? It would provide some motivation for me, so you'd be doing me a favour 
. In the meantime here's something that's barely more than a thought, but see what you think anyway:
No Muse
No muse.
How can one write without a muse?
This fickle thing called inspiration
How to capture a dream without it?
There is emptiness
No,
Dullness
A lethargy that blunts the cutting edge of a mind
How to write
When that which one writes about is dead?
Does one describe death?
How?
A slow creeping darkness?
Or the sudden onslaught of blinding pain,
Then nothing?
Or peace?
