I'm back in that one sentence mode. Everything I've been writing lately, mosty in email form, has been good and eloquent and really seems to have some force behind it. I just need that one starting sentence, idea, what have you. The spark. That's what I need. The spark. I'm sitting in wooden rowboat in a lake of gasoline, and no spark can be made. I want to go up in flames of inspiration, but right now I feel like the only way that's going to happen is with a lightning strike. And that's never something to be wished for or counted on. Waiting for lightning to strike...