Okay, so I've been sitting here jumping from one site to another and then another, and then back again - basically procrastinating. Occasionally glancing at clock on bottom of computer screen. Now 11:22pm. Panic. Panic. What am I going to write? I have to get something down for Day 21 of NaBloPoMo but what exactly?I get so desperate I Google "writer's block", as you do. What doesn't one Google these days? As a kid, who would have thought that Google could provide an answer to almost anything. Well, getting back to my dilemma, I Googled "writer's block" and learnt that although some people think it's hog wash, it's an actual psychological condition...hmmm....still doesn't solve my problem. My laptop is not keeping up with what I'm writing, or rather, words and letters are hopping all over the page so that I have to keep backspacing. It's a bloody pain. So I abandon it and jump over to the PC, not literally - jump that is. Anyway, this thing is slower than a tortoise in slow motion. You may think that's a slighht exaggeration but I swear it's true. Sometimes I type stuff then look up and have to wait 15 seconds, perhaps 30 seconds, for it to appear. Yeah thanks Telstra...I'm in a "Smart Community Network" area or whatever they call it, yet my internet keeps slowing to snail's pace. Bullshit. See, I just had to wait for the cursor to appear so I could keep typing! What's with that?! Anyway, I'm not sure how but my mind leapt from writer's block to "stream of consciousness", something I kind of studied as part of my literature degree - in essence, it's just whatever' son your mind being spewed out onto the page without thought or editing. Please, I don't want abusive emails telling me I have that wrong. In a nutshell, that's what it is. So I decide to tell you all this in my own mini stream of consciousness. So here I am. 11:33pm. I will try and resist the urge to edit this paragraph, split it into smaller paragraphs or generally get it to make sense. Be thankful that I'm only spewing forth a portion of what my mind is thinking about at the moment (not teaching, children, Christmas, shopping, birthdays, guest posts and blog comps plus other things). Yes, be thankful, I will put you out of your misery now. I promise I will unblock my mind before tomorrow's post and deliver something a little more ... intelligible. Is that a word? Can't think. Don't know. But I do know I escaped the NaBloPoMo axe once more. Happy dance. 11:39pm and I obviously can't shut up. Plus I admit I looked up intelligible to ensure it was a word. Yes, I cheated even on my own stream of consciousness.