A Sorry List

A few weeks ago, I told Cherie Ripperton I had too many projects to finish and I was worried that I might be forgetting or neglecting something.  She said that when she has a lot of things to do, she makes a list and it helps her to stay organized and keep accomplishing her tasks.

Okay.

Although I told her that I was just a little bit overwhelmed by my projects or my “jobs for JAB,” I didn’t tell her that I was also experiencing a bit of a writer’s block.  There have been a few mornings in the past couple of months when I haven’t had anything to write and I wasn’t even sure why I was writing a blog.

It’s not like I’ve found a cure for the ills of life and I don’t think I’m going to be the Julia Child of gardening.  I’m not Dr. Oz or Oprah.  I could take a break or I could make a list.

The only thing I know for sure is that I’m not adopting a cat.

Instead of being stuck, here’s my list of potential blog posts I’ve been thinking about.

  • True Confessions
  • I Can’t Handel It
  • Barbara Jane Mackle and Me
  • The Nostalgic Arrogance of Light Bulbs
  • The Sadness of the Last Apple
  • Forsythia
  • The Sock Puppet
  • King Coffee, or True Stories of Coffee Addiction
  • Aunt Tomato’s Tomato Update
  • Another Story about my Grandfather
  • Ghosts of the Gilded Age (wasn’t that on my last list?)
  • Someone Else’s Fashion Mistake
  • Why We Care about a Soft Drink
  • The Lumbago Boneyard
  • Memento Mori – Good Bye
  • My Corduroy Husband
  • Tip Cups for Bullies
  • Why Maudlin Self-Pity works in Movies but not in Real Life

It’s a start.  What do you do when you’re stuck?

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3 Responses to A Sorry List

  1. Loosehead Prop says:

    Well, dang, I was kinda waiting on the Mackle story…

  2. Loosehead Prop says:

    Wow, no comments on that amazing specimen of feline prowler, this terror of frogs and geckos, this stylish raptor in white. I’m surprised. Your readers are definitely here for the content, not for the eye candy.

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