I am what I like to call a “by the seat of my pants” blogger, and by that I don’t mean that I sit in my chair long enough to wear out the seat of my pants. I mean to say that I do not plan my posts–or any other writing. (That is, with the possible exception of the EPIC re-telling of the Irish mythological history that is currently back-burned, and even that started without any plan or purpose.) My “process” is pretty much as follows:
- Go about doing whatever the hell it is I do on a daily basis.
- Random thought pops into mind, kid does something adorable, or husband irritates me–WHATEVER.
- I decide that I absolutely must blog that shit, yo.
- Go to computer and vomit pixels shaped like words into the world.
Seriously. That’s it. It takes me longer to find an image to go with a post and choose appropriate categories and tags than to write it. (Hence, why so many of my posts remain imageless.)
What is this “writer’s block” of which you speak?
Oh, I may have the occasional ten minute interlude wherein I sit before the screen thinking, “I want to write something, but WHAT?” Then I start writing about how I’m having a hard time writing, and 15 minutes later I’ve got a 1,000+ word post. I don’t think that’s what people mean when they talk about “writer’s block”. And before you get all jealous, let me just ask you one thing:
Do you really want so many thoughts chasing each other around the inside of your head, all clamoring to be heard at once, that you end up having full-length conversations with yourself at the bus stop?
I didn’t think so.