I’m having some self-esteem issues right now… well regarding my writing. I love to write, but I feel like it’s not good enough, seriously. Right now it’s just horrible. My ideas, my style, my characters, the whole development of a story, and even my grammar. Blogging isn’t going great either, I don’t even know what to blog about. I went on Google (when don’t I) and googled “blog posts ideas”. How lame am I, I had never done that, but lately I’ve been wanting to write but just not felt anything coming to me. I feel weird-don’t quite know how to describe it. To top it off I haven’t read past the first one hundred pages of the The Other Boleyn Girl. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Disappointment is haunting my dreams… but I guess I could say I have an excuse? My seven month old baby. He’s so needy. Love my little dada.
I need to do some writing exercises.
I wanted to post a picture just for the fun of it and for the sake of my blog. Isn’t Max the cutest? He’s my sister in-law’s dog. I swear he is the most innocent of all dogs. No kidding. He has never tried to hump any of the other dogs. I know it’s weird to even say that but it’s true. He’s a sweatheart.