Motiv...Vac...Damn...Ation

It's the end of May and I haven't written jack this month. Nothing on my blog, nothing on my novel...one big fat goose egg.

I HAVE been running, and I have been productive, so the month isn't a total loss, but still. WTF? I usually have so much to think about/write that if I don't get it out of my head I can't go to sleep and I'm afraid I'll explode. This month? Nada. Maybe this is writer's block?

Maybe it's because next week I'm taking my bikinis and my sunscreen and my clean, virgin notebook and pens and other assorted goodies on the plane to my solo vacation. I'm petrified that I'm going to be punished karmically for this. If the plane crashes, there won't be anything to publish posthumously. Just this blog. Maybe I should quickly start a blog of all my writing instead? How much could I fill in between now and next Tuesday? Maybe I'll work on that this weekend instead of my abs! (Which is better for posterity?)