I keep racking my brain deciding what to write about. I keep starting posts and not finishing them. After almost 6 years of
blogging, I have realized that I am in the middle of one of my longest streaks ever of
writer's block. Last month I blogged the fewest number of posts since the very beginning of my blog and even with a batch of homemade valentines to brag about (or make fun of as the case would have it this year), I just can't seem to put two and two together.
One day in desperation for blogging inspiration I decided to look in my old journals.
That's when it dawned on me.
I haven't been blogging for 6 years....
I've been blogging for 31+ years.
I started this journal on my 8th birthday, filling it with recaps of fights I had with friends, what we ate for dinner, and....
even a newspaper clipping from when I won the 4th grade district spelling bee. (my winning word
was "vaccination")
If you had asked me 20 years ago whether I liked writing, I would have unequivocally said absolutely not. Yet I have journal after journal after journal that prove otherwise. For nearly 32 years I've been writing about my life.
It's fascinating to go back and see what was important to me at each stage of my life.
My teen journals are rather boringly filled with lists what boy said hi to me that day and evaluations about why certain boys may or may not have liked me, but thankfully I was thoughtful enough to paste in a few old pictures to occasionally entertain as well.
Some of my entries are interesting.
Some of them are hilarious and depressing at the same time....
and some of it is downright embarrassing....
So there you have it.
I've been blogging for most of my life and have now run out of things to say.
In the olden days I would have written an entire blogpost (or journal entry) to how I should have enlisted a proofreader to correct my awkward phrasing and odd choice of words before I started mass producing the kids' valentines, but simply adding a few lipstick marks is so much easier and more interesting...
Stay tuned for tally marks of how often Glen sends me flowers and debates on which outfit I should wear each day.
Happy Valentine's Day!
xoxo
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One day in desperation for blogging inspiration I decided to look in my old journals.
That's when it dawned on me.
I haven't been blogging for 6 years....
I've been blogging for 31+ years.
I started this journal on my 8th birthday, filling it with recaps of fights I had with friends, what we ate for dinner, and....
even a newspaper clipping from when I won the 4th grade district spelling bee. (my winning word
was "vaccination")
If you had asked me 20 years ago whether I liked writing, I would have unequivocally said absolutely not. Yet I have journal after journal after journal that prove otherwise. For nearly 32 years I've been writing about my life.
It's fascinating to go back and see what was important to me at each stage of my life.
My teen journals are rather boringly filled with lists what boy said hi to me that day and evaluations about why certain boys may or may not have liked me, but thankfully I was thoughtful enough to paste in a few old pictures to occasionally entertain as well.
Some of my entries are interesting.
Some of them are hilarious and depressing at the same time....
and some of it is downright embarrassing....
So there you have it.
I've been blogging for most of my life and have now run out of things to say.
In the olden days I would have written an entire blogpost (or journal entry) to how I should have enlisted a proofreader to correct my awkward phrasing and odd choice of words before I started mass producing the kids' valentines, but simply adding a few lipstick marks is so much easier and more interesting...
Happy Valentine's Day!
xoxo
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3 comments:
I am in the biggest blogging funk ever. I do NOT know what to write about.
Old journals are fun to read :) I have quite a few journals too, which can be highly entertaining to read.
Thanks for the idea to do an old journal entry blogpost again.
Please bear with me for a minute or so as I attempt to decipher this riddle. 8 + 32 = ?? Quel age as-tu ma petite fille? Combien d'annees depuis ta naissance? C'est pas possible. Une quarantain d'annees pour toi.
Si, tu as presque 40 ans, il faut que je sois vieux!!
Even after "almost" forty years, you never cease to amaze your mom and I.
Hope you had a wonderful Valentines day!!
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