It seems as though I start and stop this site in fitful bits. There seems to be very limited energy on my part to keep it going. I just haven’t had the ideas, energy or time to write posts.
Okay, that last part is not completely true. I have time. We all have the same amount of time every day. I just seem to use my time for other things. Really important things. Like Facebook posts and comments. And watching Netflix. And playing solitaire.
I’m getting pretty darn good at solitaire, folks.
My thoughts seem to come primarily in little bits lately. Quips. Jokes. Smart-ass comments.
For some reason, my brain is not working in blog-post bits. No essays here any more.
I did have one idea for a blog post recently. It had something to do with acronyms. It may take me a while to put it together into something logical. When I do, you will be the first to know.
I still dream of being a writer. I wish I could write. I want to write. I just don’t write. It never seems to get from wish to work. Shouldn’t it just magically happen?
Oh, I also started a little story for my granddaughters. I wrote a story for them and put it into a book a few years ago. I used some of their drawings as illustrations and gave each of them a copy for Christmas. Just recently, their parents told me how much they like it, and that it is one of their favorite books. I hadn’t known that. I hadn’t heard much about it after I gave it to them. But now I feel a little more encouraged to write a new story. I wish I could be a children’s book author.
I will try to work on that.
In the meantime, I am doing some holiday preparations. I am not good at it. I am not a craft-y person. I don’t do decorating well. I have some old, pretty shabby ornaments and decorations. Merle and I got a tree a week ago. It is in the house. We water it each day. It isn’t decorated yet. The outdoor lights didn’t get up this year, even though it has been very warm. No excuse, except we just didn’t use our time to do that.
I told Merle that I wasn’t going to send cards this year. I have always written the holiday cards, and for the past several years, I wrote a little update with a collage of family photos from the year. He couldn’t understand why I wouldn’t send cards. I told him that with Facebook, and all of the other social media, it just isn’t the same. It’s a lot of work for something that is thrown away. He has decided to do the cards this year. It has now been two days and he has the one-page letter finished, Now he is starting the task of choosing the photos to put into the collage.
Last year, we had a huge fight over the holiday cards. He didn’t like the photos or the way they were in the collage. Apparently, he didn’t believe they were balanced enough between the family members who were in the photos. After all of the time I spent putting it together, trying very hard to get a good balance of family represented in the photos, I was not in the mood for his complaint. I told him if he didn’t like it, he could do it himself.
So he changed it himself.
Oh, it is so tempting to complain about the photos he puts together this year.
But I won’t
Ok, I’ll try not to.
Well, I’ll limit my complaints only if absolutely necessary.
I really wish the holidays were over.
Boy do I ever hear you!
Time
Energy
Long hours at the office
My inspiration comes in fits, I try to remember what I was going to write about. And then 6 weeks go by….
I have to make some space..Sad state of affairs.
By: Sank on December 20, 2015
at 9:00 pm
Your time/activity dilemma is not unusual at all and it varies so much. I have a friend who has written a book. It took her 10 years, but most of it was done in the last three months. We’re tweaking the title page/cover and need about one more edit and it will be ready to publish.
Be careful about wishing for things to be over. We are not at the age where time is infinitely long. Not like 30 or 40 years ago.
By: jono51 on December 20, 2015
at 10:12 pm
Christmas is not my favorite time of year since, like you, the bulk of the preparation falls to me. But I did quit sending Christmas cards—except to one or two dear people who don’t use a computer. What a relief! And I can’t believe that I have three people in my life who still send those tiresome Christmas letters! Time is so fleeting, and there are so many demands in this busy era, that it is imperative that we choose what is most important and stick to it. Sounds like you really want to write. If you have always thought about it, you must have a latent talent. So you just have to do it. It only takes the first step…
By: Still the Lucky Few on December 21, 2015
at 10:07 am