It has been a long time since I have written on this thing… over a year long. My last entry was on the loss of a dear friend, while cathartic at the time, has turned into a stumbling block of sorts. I mean, how could I follow that up? Anything else seemed inane and insipid. I have at least five started entries saved in the annals of my blog banks: the begins of a list of my favorite words, there’s something about going to a Vanderbilt estate in Mass, but some how talking about my amblings at Emily Dickson’s house or my run in with the Kardashians just seems to fall short. Nothing has seemed worthy enough to go next. However, with my hopes of finding some a semblance of joy outside of work, which has been sucking it away in droves lately, I have decided to face the issue head on… address my elephant as it were. Writer’s block? … yes Uninspired? … yes
So here I am trying to prod myself into motion and remember what keeps me going. This blog was intended to be a place where I wrote about my amblings and turn them into humorous tales to share with friends who might be interested in what I am doing. It was more or less meant to be a something I enjoy writing from time-to-time and a chronicle of my life so that I can look back and remember when…ah. If someone else gets a chuckle from it, well mores the better.
Having said all of the above and getting it out of my system, I think that I am ready to get back to writing. Yes, I realize that this is a self-indulgent entry. Just ignore me as I move on.
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