You may have noticed that I didn't get my regular Challenge of the Month post up on Monday. I tried to. I knew the gist of what I wanted to say. But for some reason, the words wouldn't come out right. Sort of like baking a cake: you have the recipe, but then you realize you forgot to put the butter in, except all the butter has mysteriously disappeared from your kitchen, so you use applesauce instead, but then you remember like one minute before the buzzer goes off that you didn't adjust the ingredients for high altitude, so the poor cake still comes out looking like a demented flapjack or something.
It was kind of like that.
Lately, writing in general has left me feeling a little like Penny from The Big Bang Theory. (Okay, maybe I just wanted an excuse to link to a Big Bang Theory clip. But this very scene really has been running through my head this week while I struggled to work on my book and my blog post that wasn't. Who hasn't felt the need to shout "I'M A FAILURE AT EVERYTHING AND MY BREATH SMELLS LIKE FLY" at least once in their life?)
I'll be back with a proper blog post next week. In the meantime, please accept this Christmas song from the Muppets. Or scroll down to Janiel's Grown-Ups-Have-Epic-Snowball-Fight-at-One-A.M.-While-Kids-Sleep post. And stay tuned for Russo's post on Wednesday, which will also be epic, because Russo's stories are always epic. That is all.