A Crimp in the Porcess

Why is it that all day long I can think of these brilliant stories to tell about on my blog, but when I sit down to actually put them down, my brain goes clear and nothing comes out that could possibly be of any interest to any one? Childhood stories, amusing anecdotes, something that happened or that I heard the other day, all gone, pfft, without a trace. I can journal for hours, talk like nobodies business, but when I sit down to write for a bit...