By Lisa Batten Kunkleman
Distracted as usual from my to do list, I spend far too much time on line reading other people’s blogs and enjoying chats with some of those bloggers. Those conversations, often spur me on to write more blog posts, which is a good thing. I figure I should do so while the ideas are on top of my memory file. Was that clever or confusing? Blogging would be a good way to spend my time now, except I’m hibernating at the beach for a few days, to work toward finishing my ever-pending book within this decade. Actually, I’ll finish sometime this year if I learn to concentrate.
“Hey Squirrel, what’s in that feeder?”
There is a constant influx of captivating topics that swirl around in my head like clippings under a lawnmower, flinging toward the chute. They have to escape or the machinery becomes clogged. I have to launch that idea out into the grass. I mean the world. Hopefully you get that I’m attempting to make an analogy. Here’s an example of how my blogging mind works.
If you give a writer an idea
She’ll need to chew on it
If she chews on it
She’ll need to write it
If she writes it
She’ll need to edit it
If she edits it
She’ll need to share it
If she shares it
She’ll need to monitor it
If she monitors it
She’ll need to respond to responses
If she responds to responses
She’ll get another idea
If she gets another idea
She’ll need to chew on it
Now that I got that out of my head, I’ll get to work on the book. Until the next idea takes hold and distractibility wins over. Then there’s that crowded beach beneath my tenth floor window. I see one good empty spot near the water where my chair and umbrella would fit between the sea of umbrellas like a puzzle piece.