I got up this morning like a good, little, writing soldier, powered up the computer, and continued with the work of changing my memoirs from third to first person. I got sick of it after the first three pages and busied myself with facebook and email. There is no better way to waste time. Then, I proceeded to try a new story. My mind was empty, empty as my bank account. That's pretty empty. So, I tried some free writing with not a tittle of good material to go on. I think I'm trying too hard. Maybe I'll try again tomorrow after church. Perhaps the pastor’s sermon will give me a few, good ideas or the Good Lord will.