The itch

It seems only appropriate to skip a day of blogging and then go to a Friends of the Library annual meeting where local authors express how easy it is to self-publish.  The temptation is palpable.  To see my writing in print.  To be able to say there's a book out there that has my name on it.  To Dream the Impossible Dream.  Oh wait, that's not I.  And...oh wait, that would take a great deal of discipline.  And...oh wait, that would mean harnessing the inner creative juices and focusing them in one direction.  It's not nice to tease me.  Well...maybe just a little.  I shall mull.  We'll see if I shall scratch!