Nothing to say ...

Since I started writing to the blog again I have made a serious attempt to blog something everyday. Not just any old mindless crap, but something that I have thought about for more than 30 seconds at least. It was obvious that I would not be able to post something everyday, I had no illusions about that, but by posting twice on occasion I have managed to keep up my average and hopefully the quality as well.

When I write a post it is either directly into Blogger's new post editor, for quick posts where I probably won't want to break from writing till I am done, or using Google Docs, for times when I know that I am going to be writing in sections over sometime. This is one of those times where I am writing straight into Blogger.

There have not been many days so far where I am stuck for something to write about. I am always thinking about articles I could do or even better series of articles (inspiration is easier when it's on an established theme). A couple of lunch times a week I will go and sit in Starbucks on Tottenham Court Road with my notebook blocking out things to write about. Other days I will be stuck with nothing to write about until late in the day, or night, when something will pop into my head.

Today there is nothing. I have quite a few articles in note form, lots of ideas and a couple of articles part written. But nothing that I could finish tonight. So instead I offer you this post about how I have nothing to write. Too late to re-read so mistakes a-go-go I am sure.

Time to dream ...