Why didn’t anyone give me a magical roadmap?

Daily entries sounded so easy. Find an interesting topic. Jot a few paragraphs. Post and wait to answer all the comments. Hah. First, the list of things to do every day grows like Jack’s beanstalk. And I’m not Jack climbing ambitiously, I’m the cow being lead down a sidepath.
Do me a favor. Tell me the secret formula. You know the one. How do you do it? I want to be Superwoman, although Wonder Woman will do. Click those magic bracelets together and alakazam. Yikees.
Where is my brain? It doesn’t happen that way. Not in my world. In my world the magic is a good scene written, a plot snag resolved, a nice word from my editor. All so small in the overall scheme of things, but like shiny pebbles are so pretty when collected.