I have a confession to make. It’s hardly a unique problem, I know, but there are times when I sit down at my desk to write this column, and nothing comes out.
The clock ticks toward my looming deadline, and as the beads of sweat form on my furrowed brow, all I see is that blasted cursor blinking at me.
Inspiration can be mercilessly elusive at times.
Of course, there’s a simple way out of this predicament. If your back really is against the wall and your muse has left you in the lurch, hold your head high and take the trail blazed by centuries of artists, writers and musicians before you: Steal.