I'm in a bit of a writing funk these days and that's an unfortunate place to be when you are trying to maintain a blog. But if I've learned anything from running these past five weeks it's this: it doesn't get any better. Let this be a sign unto you. This entry has already reached its high point and is rapidly plummeting.
Speaking of funks, I'm also in a book funk. I made it through four this summer but I have nothing good on the horizon. And I've learned that I simply cannot read books on the iPad. (Correction, iPad2. Love to throw that in). Even Will & Kate: a Love Story. (yes, I downloaded it). Couldn't do it. I like physical pages. And bookmarks. And the sound of a book closing. And by golly I hate the ding of a new email right in the middle of a paragraph and I have to lose my spot just to read it. And invariably the email is a severe weather update from the National Weather Service which tells me absolutely nothing concrete other than there are bad storms somewhere between Cape Canaveral and Key Largo and I should probably stand in a doorway somewhere and turn off all electronics. But go to NOAA.gov to find out more details.
You should know that if you live in Orange County, you can download eBooks for free. So, no. I did not pay to read about Will. Although he's worth it. But taken.
One more thing -- if you are one of the twelve people who has left me a voicemail in the past few weeks, I haven't listened to it yet. The way some people view getting a root canal is the way I view listening to voicemail. Or watching YouTube videos. Hope your message wasn't urgent.