Wednesday Fundays?

Photo credit. Mark Salvetti

It turns out if you eliminate politics, religion, mental health, and sports, you really can run out of things to write about. Plus, a sports blog by me? Boooorring.  Since the great Freezemageddon of 2021, my frequency of writing has fallen off a cliff. I’d like to tell you I have written an album or two worth of songs and half of a book during this time, but alas. I have not. Some of that. Just not a lot. And so I contemplate a new, workable path forward. Once a week on Wednesday’s is where I have landed. I can commit to this (I think). I feel pretty certain you’ll also get some bonus entries when I just can’t help myself, but in the meantime set your alarms for midnight on Wednesday’s and prepare thyself for a heightened state of enlightenment. 

Like most things, I think I took the daily spouting of thoughts for granted. Another expectation in a long list of them. Maybe I was just repeating myself and the rest of the world was saying “you  just aren’t that clever.”  The truth probably lies in the middle somewhere. In February, with a magnitude of time on my hands, I decided I would push my “daily” word requirements to 1000 instead of 500. It was during this time I also wrote a couple pieces I have yet to release (maybe one day). Something about not releasing them seems to have put me in a stall. The engine turning over and almost starting up, over and over, but never fully catching. It’s frustrating. 

So I’ll try less and see. 

I no sooner typed that than know that’s not the answer. I guess what I am trying to do is be predictable. To get on a schedule and stick to it. I guess time will tell. 

Until tomorrow’s epic start. 

#hugsandhi5s