Lately, I have been blocked up, like a dirty dry well. I sit and stare at the computer screen, waiting for the words to flow... yet they have not. The work on the series is coming along well, but I am tired, and lack focus. I can feel the stress flooding my body, but I don't know where it is coming from. I have met my deadlines, the series is on schedule... my only real source of stress is my own expectations. I debated for a long time, whether I should blog about anxieties that have racked my mind and body for the last month, but why shouldn't I share.