Hockeypuck Rattlesnake Monkey Monkey Underpants

I have so much writing to do.
I am past deadline on two projects. Plus all the normal worship bulletin, sermon, newsletter, bible study stuff. But every time I sit down to type, I get about 4 sentences in and hate myself and every word ever created. That story is boring and that joke isn’t the right kind of funny. And forget about trying to be smart or useful or on point or even making complete sentences. BLERG. I loatheĀ all the word things fumbling around in my brain. Monkey. Monkey. Underpants.

So friends, how to do get over your no-good ick gross pathetic writing days? No, I mean, really….