Every so often my brain goes Derp, followed closely by a wet Kerplickity Plat Plat Splat sound. At least that’s how I hear it in my head.
It’s like a Batman comic book up there, minus the whole saving lives and fighting crime bit. I do have special powers though, which I cannot reveal because if I told you, then I’d have to kill you. Cheese is involved. Shh, speak of this to no one.
The long and the short of it is my noodle needs a rest day. My creative muse has packed her bags and hopped a jet plane in search of the sun and a strong pina colada. Most bloggers, the smart ones anyway, take this as a sign to pass on posting. Not me though, I’m a full disclosure kind of gal. I talk about my ruts, my bouts with writers block or that time I lost my funny. Sometimes that guy lets himself out for a walk and doesn’t come back. Clearly, I need to leash him.
In any event, I’ve got nothing really spectacular to voice, outside of some Batman worthy onomatopoeias. Instead I’ll simply say “See you on Friday along with the recipe for these Blueberry Banana Oat Muffins.” Hopefully by then, I’ll have some words to accompany them.
Until then, Kerplickity Plat Plat Splat.
How do you know when you need a mental rest day? What noises does your noodle make? Favorite onomatopoeia – go.