One of the things about me that people don’t quite grasp, is that I generally don’t feel that I have something to post, despite how often I do. It’s sort of like this: I have a space to put something, and so something must be put there!
Once in a while though, the blogging muse may come along, and thwap me upside the back of the head, but it’s not a regular occurrence. This is fine by me, as she’s a bit like Carol Kane’s character as the Ghost of Christmas Past in Scrooged. Stop thwapping me! How rude!