I Can’t Get It Up

I think I know what’s been getting me down the last couple of days.  It’s my metaphorical pen, I can’t get it up.  I think this was brought on by the “Chain Mail” meme.

Now that I’m out of the closet, and not lurking any more, I went from being a nobody to being a somebody.  I’ve given up my anonymity.  I’m a superhero with no secret identity.

Somehow it’s left me feeling a bit vulnerable.  It’s given me performance anxiety, in the writing department.  I’m sure it’s just a temporary side effect from having my cover blown.  Perhaps I’ll be back to normal tomorrow.

We shall see.