Continuing with the theme of writer's block, we have a press conference today being held within my brain. Let's check in with the proceedings:
Reporter: Why have there been so few inspiring blog posts of late?
The Ju: Garsh. I don't know.
Reporter: Can't you come up SOMETHING?
The Ju: No. Everything I come up with, I've already done. Shart story? Check. Old boyfriend tales? Check. Numerous Food postings? Check. Pictures of dog? Check.
Reporter: Surely, there's a subject you can write about?
The Ju: Well, there are many things I want to write about, but I need to get the pictures for them, and then organize my thoughts. They are about "big" moments, and those deserve time and thought. And, I can't seem to find an intelligent or original thought in this head.
Reporter: Has anyone made suggestions to you on what to write?
The Ju: Oh yes. Steven is quite helpful. He's suggested everything from a tour of Charleston, to my new found love of soccer. Great suggestions, but I respond the same to all of them: A shrug of the shoulder, and, an "Eh."
Reporter: Isn't anything inspiring you of late?
The Ju: Well, I did see some very teeny tiny baby ducks on my way to work the other day. I should have stopped to take a picture, it would have really made the post so much better. But, I didn't. And, now that moment is gone. I had some tasty sushi Thursday, and that was inspirational, but seriously, would anyone want to read an entire post about my YumYum Platter?
Reporter: Have you perused other blogs to get ideas?
The Ju: Oh yes! I do this every day. I usually end up on blogs with small kids, Mormon women, or ones in Japanese, Chinese or some other ese I don't speak. I don't really have a whole lot in common with those, so I'm not getting many ideas I can borrow.
Reporter: So, do you have a plan of attack, or are you just going to sit there and do nothing?
The Ju: Well, I'm out with friends tonight, and I'm guessing something will occur that I could post on. And, tomorrow is the biggest Oyster Roast in the Southeast, so I feel like there are things upcoming that could turn the creative juices back on again.
Reporter: Before we close this press conference, the readers want to know, what is the latest on Bailey?
The Ju: Well, this morning he pooped on our bathroom floor. We've had to install a childproof lock on the cabinet for the trash can, and he's starting to drive us bonkers. In other words, all is status quo.
Reporter: Thank you for your time, and good luck with that whole Writer's Block thing.
The Ju: Thank you Reporter. And, thanks to my followers who are hanging in there with me.
2 comments:
You are SO clever!
Does your cat need a therapist? What would THAT session be like?
Enjoy the Oyster Roast - pictures, please.
Oh, poor pooping kitty...my previous dog was a wee bit neurotic--not that I'm saying Bailey is!--so I do understand about pets that try one's patience! We don't care what you blog about, you're always funny and clever!
word: ocatines
I played the ocatines in the school band--the hurdy-gurdy was already taken.
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