The idea here when I started this baby, was to have an outlet to write, react, vent, praise, ponder and sometimes shout from the proverbial (and virtual) rooftop. Doesn't matter if anyone's listening. It's a way to stay sharp, be creative. Have my say.
Dang that takes a lot of energy. Or maybe it just takes time. I don't know what goes faster -- 24 hours or a paycheck. The principle's really the same -- you have X amount of minutes, just like you have X amount of dollars. Once you deduct all the daily responsibilities: showering, feeding the masses, getting the kids off to school, work, feeding the masses again, cleaning up, wrestling SpongeBob for a few minutes of quality time, getting ready for bed, reading stories, finishing the work you brought home .... The day's about spent. And when the day has really sucked, like today, and yesterday and last week ... There's not always a whole helluva a lot to say -- well, OK there is, but nobody wants to read it over and over again.
So the stories I want to write are still simmering in my head. My dear friend Kelly, whose heart is as big as her metabolism is slow (I'm just workin' with information you gave me sistah), always manages to leave me with little sayings that stick in your head like bad songs on the radio.
One is "If you want to make God laugh, make a plan." Being a planner, that is especially appreciated.
The one that's been kicking my ass lately (thanks Kel) is "Any idiot can write a page a day." I have pages and pages to write and can't manage a post a day. So this is my woe-is-me moment. I'll wake up tomorrow, start again and hope there's some change left at the end of the day. How long can it take to fill a page?
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
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