Sometimes it's good to be reminded that writing is truly a 'job' -- not too much about it is glamorous or sexy. Yes, we writers have ideas (sometimes too many) and dreams of creating a good story that readers will fall in love with. But then there are those other times when procrastination, frustration and well, just all-around angst hit. And what happens then? Nothing. Nada. Rien. Zilch. What I've found over the years is that it's best to turn my back and walk away from the computer. Not forever, but certainly enough time to catch my breath, put the anxiety to rest and clear the mind. Easier said than done, 'tho. Today is one of those days. Actually, it's been the past week or so. I guess I could blame it on the winter, a season I'm not particularly fond of. I tend to want to hibernate just like the bears -- crawl into a cave, pull the blankets over my head and sleep. But life goes on -- family, work, bills