I've thought for days about what I could write for my day here on Daisybones and I've come up short. Ideas weren't a problem (conformity, art, feminism, snakes) but actually writing any substantial amount on those topics? I had nothing.
What I had was inspiration. What I lacked was execution. And therein I found my topic. One of the (many) things I like about Heidi is that she's an artist who works. She's not All Inspiration nor is she All Execution. She has ideas and she makes them happen in beautiful ways. She imagines a way to express herself and before you know it, there's the art.
Lately, when it comes to blogging, I have had zero inspiration. Heidi has oodles of inspiration. But being inspired to create -- be it a blog entry or a painting -- is only a small part of the process. Once in a while I get an idea and then pbthbt. Not long ago, I had an idea about blogging a wee adventure at the grocery store. I even took some pictures to accompany the entry. Time was I would have mentally composed it on the way home, sat down and typed it out. I'd forgotten about it immediately and only remembered I'd ever had the idea because of the photos I had to delete this weekend to make room on my cell.
I'm starting to wonder if maybe that's what's happened to my blog inspiration. Maybe there's a vortex of inspiration and creativity just over the WV/PA border [yes, Heidi, I'm thinking of you as a succubus pulling on my blogging mojo like the moon pulling water ;)]. My ideas come and go while my blog sits like the spooky house at the end of the road. So I'm hopeful that this little contribution, rambling though it is, could be a step toward getting my (blog)mojo back. At least it feels like inching aside the curtain in the abandoned window.
When I do blog, I do it here or here,where I see I tackled a version of this idea in March and forgot the dream I wrote about. Told ya so.