Not Much to Say

A lot of my posts are built up around the prompts and today there are not as many as we get on a normal day.  I take joy at the sight of prompts when I feel that I can weave them into an interesting story, as basically my head is empty every day.  I am a research writer, which means that I look things up, so I can learn and then I try to write some type of a tale.  Once in a blue moon, I do have thoughts that enter my brain, but mostly I feel that I am suffering from some rare, bizarre condition that wipes my brain clean every night, and this forces me to start out with a clean slate every day.

It is possible that I develop some type of brain frost every night that just leaves me a bit foggy the next day, but since I don’t know for sure what is happening, there is no way for me to resolve this.  Some times I wake up with a memory of having made paper airplanes, when I really wish this had been the memory of making love to some sexy woman, but that is the way things have worked out for me.  Before I go, I want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and happy holidays to all.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompt – Joy, for Roger Shipp’s Daily Addictions prompt – Sight, for the Daily Spur prompt – Resolve, for FOWC with Fandango – Frost, for December Writing Prompts – Paper airplanes, for Ragtag Community – Christmas and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Merry.