My mind is
always filled with blog post ideas. As I
walk the dog, take a shower, grocery shop, eat my lunch, sit in meetings, ride
the bus, watch television, read, and just about everything else, I am thinking
of blog posts. I wish I could hire
someone to transcribe all of my thoughts.
Just after
Wilbur finishes his breakfast, a little after 5:15 am, as we cross the street
on our walk, I begin thinking in writing.
How I will begin the story, what quotes I do not want to forget, and how
I will describe each of the characters races through my head as Wilbur tries to
find the next tree to sniff.
On an
unrelated note, there must be a new dog in the neighborhood, because Wilbur has
been stress-sniffing every single tree for the past two days. Someone is new in town.
Not all of
my posts reflect the amount of effort I described. Let me correct myself, most of my posts don’t
reflect the effort I described, but I wish they could. If you could read all the reams of thoughts
in my mind, I’m sure you would be impressed.
Unfortunately, the time to write doesn’t exist at the moment. I wish I could sit around and write all day
and every day, but as soon as I say that, I realize how ridiculous it would
be. If all I did was sit and write,
where would my stories come from? It’s
my trips to the grocery store, days at work and random real-life experiences
that make this blog what it is. My real
life is what gives me my material and my desire to write. Some posts are deeper than others, but they
all stem from the same thing: my every day.
So as much
as I would love to devote my life to writing, I don’t know what I would write
about! (I also don’t know how I would pay for anything, but that is beside the
point…)
Until then,
I guess I’ll keep going to work (and getting a paycheck), writing blog posts in
my mind, making lists in my notebook, and writing when I have the chance.
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