Hi guys! I wanted to speak to you directly to get closer. Hi.
How are you?
Me? I’m o-kay. I’ve got blog fright actually. I’ve been feeling shy, self-conscious and silly. I was going to put this off for another day but I thought I’d try something different and just say what is on my mind rather than all the ideas I am jotting down to be wrapped up in a Doctor Cosby life lesson (of course there’ll be time for that later). The last blog posts have taken a lot out of me. Like back-breaking hard work. I was so exhausted by the end of the last one that I hit publish and dragged myself off to bed as if I was Bethoven completing his last symphony (if that’s what he wrote). I was hoping people wouldn’t read it either because I thought they’d think it was shit. You see where my thoughts have been leading me?
This is what happens when I don’t write for a while and I suppose this can be applied to whatever. I look at others’ work and am intimidated. It all becomes big and scary and I have to trick my way back into it. Like, I am on the last chapter of my novel (again) and I don’t want to re-start it in case I can’t end it. So how about just reading it? (I tell myself) This is how I get back in, with that kind of okay carrot dangling just before my nose and I only have to put one foot in front of the other and before I realise it I’m moving.
I have been having a lovely time not writing posts or fiction. Caught up with a friend and lamented the fact that kids movies these days have to include technology. She had been to the latest Smurfs movie with her daughter and was naturally upset that even these guys were all about the high-tech. What a malaise. Is it not enough to be a tiny blue stereotyped man living in a toadstool? And is it that the youth of today are missing out on the simplicity of life or are we are just old now?
Anyway, it’s been something like 25 minutes so far and I have to wrap this up. As I sat examining my pores and hairs at the bathroom mirror, tweezers poised, the good idea naturally came. To snap out of this slumped foetal position and put myself back in the game, I will be writing a blog post each and every day for the next seven days, no matter the weather. Let’s see what that’s like.
Good night xxx
(It is now forty minutes)
p.s. I want to be Frank but not that frank. My skin is not perfect like in the photo above in case you were wondering. Ah the beauty of technology!
p.p.s. Have you set yourself any challenges lately?
(It is now 50 minutes)