Today is one of those days where I start a post, get bored with it, save it as a draft, and start another one. Then, I think that one sucks, so I trash it. I decide to write another one based on one of the notes I’ve made to myself, but since the note was made over a month ago – it feels stale.
See, I have brilliant ideas… at least they seem brilliant at the time. It’s very rare that I have the time to write a post at the exact moment this brilliance strikes, so I make little notes on my phone so I don’t forget. The problem with my system is that by the time I get around to looking at my notes, the idea feels old, the note doesn’t make sense, or I haven’t the slightest idea what I was even thinking about when I wrote it.
I am feeling particularly blocked lately. Perhaps it’s the third trimester. My brain is not functioning well. I’m forgetting things, and my brain is often swimming with thoughts like:
Cookies, cookies, cookies are cool.
If I ate a bathtub full of romaine lettuce drenched in ranch dressing, would that be as bad for me as six Krispy Kreme doughnuts?
Sleepy nigh nigh time.
The alien will bust out of my abdomen any moment and freak my three year old out.
Did I feed my son lunch already? I’m thirsty.
My lungs are too small… yum, milkshake.
So, I looked at my notes today hoping for some inspiration – but I’m still thinking about food and being tired… very tired.
So, you pick.
And I’ll try my best to remember what the hell these notes mean.
- Reasons not to kill my husband (except I can’t remember what any of those reasons are).
- The song Tiny Dancer makes me cry. Bird.
- I wept. Jem was truly outrageous.
- Skinny jeans. Contests. Traffic.
- Keep your tongue out my internet.
- Second pregnancy schemgnancy.
- Floor is dirty but I have rhythm.
I think some of these are titles. Some are ideas. I left out the ones that made no sense to me whatsoever, like this one:
- Not like Oprah. Hovering. The baby old man dream.
So, tell me which one to write about next, and I’ll just do it.
Think for me.
Then bring me a doughnut.
Ha! I have days like that. And then I look at my drafts and think WTF?
My kids are all home today b/c of the hurricane and I can’t form a coherent thought to save my life.
You are young. There are aps for this kind of thing. So organize yourself, woman. Then come help me. I am married to a Chinese woman. So I need help. Seriously.
I’m interested in ‘Keep your tongue out my Internet.’ Also? Do the baby not old man (Benjamin Button?) not hovering Oprah one, just for fun.
Second pregnancy schemgnancy!
Those are funny…but I think I would be interested in “reasons to kill hubby”. Let’s face it…they all have downfalls and are worthy of a wife-butt-woopin’ every now and then!!
I do the exact same thing – write notes to myself then find it impossible to go back and wring brilliance out of the idea that seemed so promising at the time!
?I wept. Jem was truly outrageous.
I hope you mean what I think you mean! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jem_(TV_series)
I think “keep your tongue out of my internet” sounds totally fun!
I wept. Jem was truly outrageous.
Because she so effing was. Yeah!
Synergy – where are you? I need you!
I do that too. Notes & notes of random titles, ideas, topics, & crap.
But this one got my curiosity piqued “Keep your tongue out my internet.”
Jem and the Holograms WERE truly outrageous! Kimber was pretty cool too. I always wanted to have blue hair. You could totally go with it. This was a very hilarious list…I have the exact same problems about brilliant ideas that don’t seem so brilliant after a few weeks.
Oh my god, I LOVE those. I totally do that too.
Write about Tiny Dancer. I’m intrigued…
Tongue and Internet combo!
I’m pretty sure you’re nuts…in a good way.
I definitely have the same strange notes on my iphone that rarely make sense. I construct these great posts in my head while I’m doing mundane things like unloading the dishwasher, driving, or working.
I think you should do the Oprah one, make some crazy things up. =)
Stream of consciousness rocks. I love doughnuts, and ranch dressing…but not together. You make me laugh so hard!
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