One of my New Year's resolutions was to stop writing just for the sake of doing so; which has manifested into epic posts that probably require chapters and sections and an intermission. For my next post I strongly suggest having a beverage and a snack nearby because hoo boy, it's poised to be a long one. In fact may I suggest a Patron Margarita, chips and guacamole? Hearty and guaranteed to fuck you up enough to ignore my 179th post about Trader Joe's. Let's just say that I don't think I could ever write a novel because it's too many words and pages and thoughts but I'm one prolific motherfucker and my fingers hurt. The end.
Other things that can easily keep me from writing in the paragraph form – though hot damn I'm doing a lot of that right now – is the constant feeling of knowing that I'm about to fail at something miserably. It's like falling and falling and falling into a deep abyss and I knew this would happen and I could have stopped it sooner, but I am brilliant and stubborn. "Keep on keeping on" is a phrase now permanently removed from my repertoire of clichés.
So two things:
1) On Friday, yours truly will be playing carnival master to the Carnival of the Mundane. Which you can read about at the previous link. I hope for more contributions between now and tomorrow and welcome anyone who can write something more mundane than my startling expose on making your own granola. Because if you can do that, my hat goes off to you. Email all contributions to: email@example.com
2) IndieBloggers, Indie Bloggers, Indie Bloggers. I feel like I need to speak about the idea behind this site very, very slowly. One need not write something new to submit to IB, in fact I’ve submitted approximately one recent post to the site. And then realized that the posts I adored and wanted to share with the internetwebosphere the most were posts of yore. Like remember that time I jumped out of the window while babysitting? Or that time I suffered the ennuiparapsychosis? If you’re wondering why I’d ever think to share my absolute lameness with more people than I already do? Because I can. And you should too. It requires the simple act of signing up and then you can post to your heart’s content and everybody’s a winner.
Now go forth and write, I say! Write!