Maybe Later
I have a fabulous post for you.
It's witty and poignant and thought-provoking. It's my master work I just know it!
But you won't get it today because it's stuck in my head and I can't get it out. It's rattling around up there and making so much noise I can't hear myself think.
Wait a minute. I guess I am hearing myself think. That's the problem. If I could vomit it straight out from my brain, I'd feel much better. Instead it's swirling around making me dizzy, wishing I could puke.
It's that awful feeling of wanting and wishing you could just puke and be done with it.
So what am I saying?
Blogging makes me nauseous?
Blogging is like puking?
Writing a post can make you sick but once it's finally on the 'page' it's a huge relief?
See. I told ya you weren't getting anything today.
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6 comments:
Good things come to those who wait, and I'll wait for whatever ya got, Sugar! Cerebral vomiting is not always bad...
Moxie, Darlin' I also forgot to mention I'm full of crap. That's probably what's making me sick.
I'm full of crap cuz that post was just me little way of saying I got nothin'.
So don't hold your breath for any pearls. But thank you ever so much, my friend, for staying tuned!
Posts are like buses. None for ages the three come all at once.
I normally think of imperative blogging as being on par with a good dump.... it clears the way for better things and makes you feel like you accomplished something... even if that something is crap.
Primal-your are so right! And then you can't write them fast enough.
Leeann-Girl, you kill me. You have a way with words that just cuts through the, well, the crap!
It's been said I was born without any kind of internal editor. :)
And I'd rather read your "crap" than most people's Pulitzer-wannabes.
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