This blog is not for the light-hearted or easily offended. If either one of those descriptions applies to you, i would suggest you start drinking before you read this blog. A sense of humor is suggested. If you don't have one that sucks for you … find one and get a life!
Just the other week I was way, way far ahead in posts and now I’m about to run out. I blame it on Keely. Or Kevin. Or possibly on all the activity around here.
I’m not sure but as you know, or you would if you read this blog, I need certain circumstances to write these posts. Actually, I wouldn’t even refer to what I do as writing but the other day Keely did just that! Refer to this as writing that is.
We were out to dinner (because I had no dishwasher and no hot water so making a mess was out of the question) and we were discussing the difference between people who “write” and “writers.” Keely didn’t think there was a difference but to me there is.
You see, Keely is a “writer.” She has a plot and a premise and she makes an outline and maps out her entire story before even beginning. I couldn’t do something like that to save my life.
She then edits and fixes the punctuation and grammar and if you read this blog you certainly know that I rarely do that. As a matter of fact, just last week I got an offer from someone who assumed that I was “too busy” to edit and that she’d be happy to be my editor. Of course, I would have to pay her.
I assured her that I was NOT too busy to edit, that it just wasn’t all that important to me. If somebody points out a mistake, I’ll fix it but for the most part, once I write something I’m totally bored by it and I rarely proof it. For example, I can see that there’s a word with a red squiggly line up above so of course I’ll fix that but I can’t worry about all the little chopped up sentences and shit. I’m not writing a novel here.
Anyways, back to the point. I basically have a brain dump. I walk into the office with either a story to tell or a point of view to share. Normally, this is after my workout where instead of focusing on what I’m supposed to focus on, I daydream. Then I come home and write about whatever I was thinking about. Well, I attempt to do that. Sometimes I forget. Well, mostly I forget.
That’s why all you people who read my blog basically get the ramblings that spill out of my mind. It’s not like I don’t have opinions and real stuff to say. I do. I rarely write about them though. I don’t know why. I suppose that involves a bit more thinking than I normally do. Hmmmm…I would, however, be happy to offer my opinions if someone asked me.
Not political though…I can’t stand all this bipartisan shit. I do have opinions on everything else though.
Ok, that’s enough of my bullshit. I’m going to call it a day. See ya!