I've been thinking a bunch about blogging, about my blog specifically, and whether it should be more focused on a particular subject matter? Should I extend my slacker's hiatus until I know exactly what I want to write about? Should I stop all together? If I stop will I miss it? Will I actually do the other things I say I'm going to do if I don't blog? Here's a thought; maybe I'm thinking too much about blogging instead of just shutting up and actually writing. What a concept.
So, what's a procrastinatin' girl supposed to do? I'll tell you what. Shut up and write. And not about the fact that I have nothing to write about. Although that seems to be my current reality, but I digress.
Where was I?
Oh, yes.
Shut up and write.
Since my capacity for original thought is at an all time low tide; we're talking clam digging, dribble castle making, peeing in the tidal pools low, I will just tell you guys what I did on my bloggie vacation. Ironically enough, considering the last sentence, it did not involve going to the beach.
Actually, I didn't do much of anything at all, and I've enjoyed the hell out of it. I've puttered around my house pretending to clean, but really only moving piles of crap from one room to another. I've read novels (trashy and otherwise) on long afternoons sipping iced coffee. I've watched about a gajillion hours of netflixed movies, and subjected the Tapdancer to more than a few indy art films (a weakness of mine). She's always suspicious. With titles like "Wrist cutters, A Love Story" (the current selection I'm trying to talk her into), you can't entirely blame her. But I swear, this one is supposed to be good one!
In a bolder- uh lame brained- move, I whacked off my princess hair (7") and accidentally dyed it a shocking shade of red. The damn box said medium reddish brown. HA! I don't know what cracked up crayola box those jokers were working from, but this is not brown!
And here we are, at the end of the first post-slacker-break post. Here's to hoping it's not the last. That would suck.
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I've found it difficult to blog unless I have something to say. Then I'm always concerned that my material is stale and I'm boring the heck out of everyone.
Your hair might not be brown.. but it's a good color on you.
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Oh hell yes I'm suspicious! Those "indie films" you like always have someone either dying or urinating before they die!
But I would like to say, on a different topic, welcome back Bea! And look at you, posting pictures!
"You feeling okay?"
A) I am totally the wrong person to ask about blogging right now
2) love love LOVE the hair, cut and color, all of it. Rawr.
c) Now *I* want to go read a book. I've got the moving shit from room to room thing down. Onward and upward...
you really are beautiful.
Quite lovely...
I love the new font, too... very pretty to read.
Glad to see you again, it's been a while.
And I write generally by sitting down and saying "It's time to write." I also keep an eye open all week to think of things to write about. I take notes in a little notebook that I carry around with me.
I like the hair. And the color looks like the 'reddish brown' Loreal color that I use! Except that I don't have, never have had, and never will have princess hair.
As for blogging... I try to pick one event and write about it. And when I'm too overwhelmed to remember one event, I sometimes write a diary. But I try not to... my diaries aren't very interesting!
I like that color on you. I would like to try it on me, but I'm a big chicken. :)
Blog when you want about what you want, and don't worry about anything or anyone else. It's YOUR space. Speaking for myself, I'll show up no matter what you have to say.
It just isn't fair that even when you whack it off and dye it red you STILL have gorgeous princess hair! Welcome back, go read what I told the dancer about procrastination, and I should know 'cause I'm the procrastination Queen.
Hello, lovely! And welcome back. :)
I've been in kind of a blogging slump myself, lately. Here's hoping you find some fodder soon.
I lovest your hair and missest you chic.. Cade and Kaley say hola and we need to do lunch sometime
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