It tends to sneak up on me at the most inopportune times, it seems. But then, when is there ever an opportunistic time for this to happen to me? It’s very frustrating for me to have all the creativity flowing like a water faucet, only to find out that the well is temporarily dry. It’s like taking a shower and then discovering the hard way that there is no more hot water.
I’m finishing the rest of Brotherhood of War: The Berets tonight. Maybe I’ll gleen some inspiration from it.
