I have been working on a blog post for several weeks but am stuck because I need an ending and cannot find the final words to pull the post together. It’s making me just a little crazy. I have stared at my laptop and iPad screens for hours and nothing will come to me. I have written and rewritten it. I believe the problem is that my post metamorphosed into something different than it had begun. I am a stream-of-consciousness writer, a pantser, and usually, the words flow. Not now, however and I am extremely frustrated. Sometimes I wish I were a plotter when writing but I’ve tried that and it doesn’t work for me. I have bought so many books about plotting and outlining and followed the instructions but cannot do it. My brain doesn’t work that way. It’s usually more like a runaway train that only stops when it comes to the end of the line. Somehow the current train I’m on has slowed to a point that makes me wonder if it will make it to the end of the line. Usually, I do my best writing late at night but after Rick’s recent hospitalization, I am either caring for him or sleeping so I don’t make it to late night. Maybe that’s the problem. Or I’m the problem. Possibly my writing muscles haven’t been exercised enough over the last few years. And, of course, the only way to exercise them is to write…and for now, be frustrated. So, maybe this is all a lesson that I must learn. Keep fighting against the resistance until I can overpower it and just write. And find that last damn sentence.