There are times where I really just have no clue what I want to write about. Do I want to tell a funny anecdote about that time I shit my pants as an adult? Do I want to write a sad memory I have from my childhood and how it has shaped me today? Do I want to write a poem about the dangers of leaving your liquor cabinets unlocked? A haiku?
SIDENOTE: Yes, I did shit my pants one time. It was probably one of the worst experiences of my life, but is now one of my funniest party stories of all time. Yes, it will most definitely be a blog post someday–when the world is ready.
There are also times that I finally decide what my “topic of the day” will be, and then the words just can’t stop flowing. Soon enough I’m halfway done with my post with no signs of stopping. Moments like these are completely liberating for me. I feel invincible, in a sense. These words are my armor, and I am polishing them with ease.
It gives me a great feeling of relief, as well. I started this blog only a short time ago, and when I feel as though I can’t think of anything to write, I start to panic.
How could I already be out of ideas? I literally just started writing!
I’ll frantically search around my home office looking for something, anything, to give me the inspiration that I’ve been waiting for.
Do people want to read about how the blinking lights on my internet router make me feel? How about how my space heater never gives me the exact temperature I’m looking for? What about how my “page a day” calendar of brain teasers is too damn hard?
When something finally hits me, I just keep going. I build on it, and I perfect it, and every now and again I’ll take a sip of my tea and then dive in again. It wasn’t until I started my own blog that I realized just how hard blogging actually was. If you don’t keep up with it, what are you doing? Each time I finish a post, there is a wave of accomplishment that charges me. My mood is lifted, my spirit is high, and I’m ready to change the world. The amount of pleasure I get out of clicking the “Publish” button is something I’ve only previously experienced while eating chicken nuggets.
I will let these ideas pour out of me, one at a time. I will do it for myself. I will do it for the people. Most importantly, I will do it for the chicken nuggets.