There, I admitted it.
Ever since late last week I've been coming up with lame excuses for not writing. I was at lunch today, and when my lunch mate asked me how the writing was going, the truth leaped from my lips. "I'm stuck," I said. Truth is, I'm so far from my outline I'm going to need a road map and a guide to get back. But now that I've admitted it, I can at least grapple with the problem.
Although, I must admit, I was hoping that writing this would be cathartic, would be like a breath of fresh air. But it's not, because I'm still stuck, damnit!
By the way, no cats were harmed in the writing of this blog.