An Epileptic Frog

Thoughts from a writer who doesn’t always want to write

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Some days I just don’t feel like writing. I search the horizon of my mind hopeless that I’ll find even the slightest speck of an idea to pursue. My head is empty or too full. And though my fingers feel restless, they have no coherent purpose — no expository reason to move. I am out of ideas and will never have another one again. My brain is…