Chasing the Elusive Word

My computer screen stares right back at me

I sit in front of my computer staring resolutely at the Microsoft Word screen. It is 11:45 p.m. and the screen stares blankly back at me. My wife is already in bed, and I think of her warm body and the hint of an even-warmer promise she winked at me before disappearing into our bedroom. No! That is dangerous territory; a minefield-laden area where treacherously seductive thoughts could blow this yet-unwritten story to oblivion.