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Late Sunday Post About Not Writing

Did I declare last week that making Sunday’s post early Monday morning was going to be a thing now?  I actually meant to make a post last night, but my Tablet wouldn’t get online and I felt too tired and lazy to sit upright at the laptop.  I went to bed early rather than fall asleep on the couch.  Then I spent a good portion of the night lying awake trying to sleep.  I have always suffered from insomnia, so this was not surprising. I spent some of my waking hours wondering what I could write a blog post about at this early hour (4 a.m. to me, no matter what my WordPress timestamp says).  I came to the conclusion that I could not and would not make a post, that I have come to the end of my rope and my road as a blogger, who was I kidding anyways, and other discouraging thoughts that might occur to one at 1:47 in the morning (yes, I looked at the clock).

So here I am, once again writing about not writing.  In my more optimistic moments I thought I just need a new approach.  Something to stimulate my creative brain cells, if I have any left (you see, even my more optimistic moments have their downside).  The problem with new approaches is that you can’t just have them, you have do follow them.  I can type every day, “From now on I’m going to…”  We all know, that is not all I have to do.

It’s like diets.  Almost any diet can help you lose weight, leaving aside the question of whether it is healthy or not.  But you have to actually do what the diet tells you to.  And if it is the kind of diet you go off, there is the question of keeping the weight off.   Well, I could draw this comparison out, showing exactly how it relates to writing, but then I would be writing about writing, not about not writing.  Additionally, I am over 300 words, and I have to get on with my usual morning routine. Happy SunMonday everyone.

 

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I’m a Monstrous Blogger

OK, so I made Tuesday’s post Wednesday morning then did not make Wednesday’s post either Wednesday evening nor yet Thursday morning.  Does that make this Wednesday’s post or Thursday’s post?  Oh the trials and tribulations of the would-be daily blogger!

I was slow to recover from what was really a minor ailment.  I still don’t feel 100%, but what, I ask, are you going to do?  Or should that be “are ya gonna do?”  No matter,  on with the blog post.

And now here I sit, staring at the blank screen and half listening to Snapped: Killer Couples.  I don’t enjoy this as much as the original Snapped, but sometimes I have to make do with whatever murder and mayhem is available at the time.

Similarly,  sometimes I have to make do with whatever blog post I can produce at the time.  At least I can pep things up with a couple of pictures.  We can call it a Mid-Week Monsters post.

Which is the monster?

Here is Dr. Praetorious in The Bride of Frankenstein.  I apologize for not looking up the actor’s name or even how to spell Praetorious.  Did I mention I am still not feeling well?

Who could be uncheered by Una O’Connor?

I did not have to look up Una O’Connor’s name.  Regarding the caption, “who could be uncheered by” is a quote from Winnie the Pooh.  Either Pooh or Piglet said it regarding a balloon, but I change out the object to fit the situation.  Alert readers may remember me using the expression before.

In his defense, he wasn’t wrong.

I thought I might as well make it three pictures from the same movie.  Maybe if I go to bed early tonight I will feel good enough for a better blog post tomorrow.  But no promises.  After all, it will be Lame Post Friday.

 

The Pictures Are Not Sick

Yesterday was an actual Blogger’s Sick Day. I came home from work early, went straight to bed and pretty much stayed there.  I got up at one point, thinking I would not be able to sleep for more than 12 hours anyways, but no luck.  I couldn’t even read much (OF COURSE I read, who do you think you’re talking to?). I won’t go into gory details except to say that even without sleeping, the best place for me seemed to be in bed lying still.  I hope I’m better now.

But I have not much to write a blog post about and very little brain with which to do it.  I know what: I’ll throw in a couple of pictures and call it a post.

I send myself flowers.

The Susans, Black-eyed and Brown-eyed, are just about over now, but here is a shot I took earlier in the season.  Pretty!  And the Brown-eyed magically appeared with no planting on our part.

Who doesn’t love a big, weird tree?

In continuation with the yard theme and in keeping with the Halloween season, here is Frankentree, so dubbed by our friend Eva.

Who could be uncheered by a smiling vampire?

Since I segued to Halloween with Frankentree, I end with a picture of one of my favorite Halloween decorations.  My dear friend Marsha sent me the pot.  I added the orange (it’s a t-shirt) and vampire.

Ooh, look, over 200 words, and I only whined for the first paragraph.  Score!

 

 

Mediocre Monday

I’m wondering if I shouldn’t become a weekend blogger.  SAY IT AIN’T SO!!!  Actually, now that I think about it, I sometimes have a problem making posts on the weekend,  too.  Since I want to continue to be a blogger, I guess I will stick with daily attempts for now.

Obviously not monsters.

I thought instead of a Monstrous Monday post,  I would share a few pictures of Ritz and Ragtime at Rutger Park on Saturday.  I took a lot of pictures but, alas, most of them were too dark,  this was one of the good ones.

These guys  were pretty awesome.

Yes, I spent a goodly amount of time chatting with the fellows behind the bar.  Hey, I’m of age and I wasn’t driving!

I didn’t get her name, but what a great outfit!

This was the other one that wasn’t too dark.  I guess I need to get a Tablet with a flash.  Why doesn’t my Tablet have a flash.  Damn!

OK, three pictures but fewer than 200 words.  Dare I call this a post?  I think I do, because I just thought of an alliterative title.  This isn’t a bad post, it’s not a good one, it is merely…

And thus a new category is born.

And I’m over 200 words.  Teehee.

 

Apparently My Brain Would Die

Once again we did not watch enough movies for a Sunday Cinema post.  I had high hopes when we enjoyed  The Haunting (1963) fairly early on.

I had to scroll through my Media Library twice to find this.

I figured I might as well share a picture, to pep the post up.  After the movie we put it on Snapped while Steve fixed us some food, and we kind of got stuck on it.  Full disclosure: I’ve also been reading an Agatha Christie book.

A perennial favorite.

In the meantime, it is Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  I proudly posted on Facebook this morning my intention to be useless and not worry about it.  I was half right.  I was useless but a little worried about things I have not gotten done.  Perhaps I could still do something before bed.  Then again, I still haven’t finished that book…

Love the side eye.

There are also other movies to be watched. The Brain That Wouldn’t Die (1962) is what caught my eye first just now.

Is it clear by now that I am a little brain dead?  I took a decongestant earlier.  Drugs!  Either they don’t work at all, they work but dope me up, or they don’t work but still dope me up.  In this case, I feel marginally decongested as well as doped up, so I have to call it a win.

I am over 200 words, making my Sunday post on Sunday,  so I’ll call that a win too.  I hope to see you all on Monstrous Monday.

 

Frankentree, Vampires and No Promises

OK, here I am, trying to get my writing mojo back.

And so far it is not going well.

I have found a good thing to do in these situations is to pep up the post with a couple of pictures. It would be nice if I had some new ones.  I wonder if there is anything handy I can shoot and post.  I am sitting on my front porch.  Not much to see here except the neighbors’ houses and Frankentree.

I have shared pictures of Frankentree before.  My current view of him does not really convey his full glory.  I shall share his most recent photo.

I think he’s cool.

We just moved in from the porch, so Steven can make my lunch (he’s a nice husband that way). I am certainly not going to take an pictures of my messy living room.  But I can share one I took previously.

Another cool inhabitant of my world.

Steven gave me this vampire for Christmas some years ago, and he has hung in our living room ever since.

Not my current view.

This is a picture from a previous year of Halloween decorating.  I include it in hopes of inspiring myself to clean up this house for the purpose of decorating now.  Perhaps I should finish this up and do a little work now.

No promises, of course.

 

 

Missing Mojo on Tired Tuesday

I had a vague idea of making a Running Commentary post today.  It was another reason to get myself out the door and moving.  I seem to have lost my running mojo without taking an extended break from it, as I have in the past.  I have run both weekend days every weekend within recent memory, until this past weekend.  Once again I have to ask, What the Hell, me?

Oh let’s be honest, I have lost all kinds of mojo lately: running, writing, housework, theatre… do I have any other kinds of mojo?  Unfortunately I do not see how I can write about my missing mojo without sounding like a whiny baby.  I don’t know why I worry so much about sounding like a whiny baby,  especially since that is what I must sound like more often than I admit.

Where was I? I sat down with my Tablet with all good intentions of making a Running Commentary post.  I guess the road to bad blog posts is paved with good intentions.  So here I am with yet another foolish blog post.

I point out to my vicious inner critic that I did run today, and for further than I thought I would (not a vast amount, but I did demonstrate perseverance) and I did a load of laundry.  And now I have done a blog post of at least 200 words.  Wasn’t I saying earlier this week that I must learn to write despite whatever is wrong with me?  It is true!  Mojo or no, I shall persevere!