I've hit the Blogger wall yet again. I have been absent and thinking about what I can blog. I have no doubt there are millions of things I can write about but yet nothing comes to mind. Maybe I will post a couple of things that are of interest to me. See where that leads....
2 comments:
When you hit the blogger wall you're supposed to post a picture of your cat. In that both of our cats are dead, you migh post Jet hiding a dog biscuit. Or you hiding my newspaper. Or me just hiding.
You should post more poetry, you're not bad. I'll respond with published poets work to encourage you to write more, or make you feel bad, what the hell, I'm easy.
Stream of conscienceness is always good (especially if you can spell it), it gets the juices flowing and bugs the crap out of thr people who read your blog.
Self depricating humour always works for me.
I thinh if you really want to write, you write. And you write about anything. The intersting thing about blogging is that at some point you stop writing in a vacuum. Someone, in the wee dark hours finds your blog; criticises the crap out of it or encourages you foreward. Both can be a ride. Screaming tirades over the ether...threatened lawsuits... sparkling reparte... boring neigbours... it beats the hell out of rereading Ulysses.
I concur with Rosemary. Animal-blogging is an excellent choice when you're otherwise uninspired.
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