Another Thursday night: low on inspiration but trying to build momentum and work that “showing up at the page” muscle. So it’s time for another draw from the proverbial hatbox.
And for once, I drew a topic that made me smile when I saw it:
Did you go camping? Tell about your experiences.
Oh yeah, didn’t I say I was gonna pull a prompt from the hatbox once a week or so? And didn’t I say I was gonna do that more than two weeks ago?
Yes, dear reader, I suck at keeping writing promises to myself.(1) But it’s that start of a weekend, so fresh with determination and energy, here I am.
Tell about a frustrating experience you have had with a car.
So, how’s about a funny car accident story?
This may become a perennial complaint, but I am really not feeling the love for the journal/blogging prompts I have collected in ye olde “hatbox.” Clearly, there was a point where I liked them enough that I spent however-many hours cutting up little squares of colored card stock and painstakingly copying out dozens of these things. But now, when I try to draw a card from the “hat,” I—at least 9 times out of 10—read it and curl my lip in a flood of “eh”…
But, I’m still grooving on the concept of using these random topics to stretch my writing muscles, and so I’m going to try and do at least one of these “From the Hat” posts each week. (Given the fact that I’m in such a dry spell around finishing books and watching new movies, I might actually benefit from pulling topics out of the hat more often.)
So, tonight’s pull is……
How will you be “mad” this spring?
I’m at a bit of a loss for a topic tonight. No new news on the prediabetes front, no completed books,* no movies. Things are busy at work, but I don’t blog about work.**
And I’ve drawn about a dozen topics out of the box o’ prompts, but they’ve all been completely uninspiring. (Not sure whether to blame that on the prompts themselves or my current frame of mind.) It’s a touch embarrassing to admit that, however unimpressed I was by this bunch of prompts, I still put them right back into the “hatbox” to haunt me another day.***
But I finally pulled one that—even though I’m not going to answer it in a straightforward manner—at least got me reminiscing about a funny story I wouldn’t mind telling.
Do you remember any of your four grandparents? Any greats? What were their names? Any memories that you have?
I hope that one of these days I will have ideas for writing topics. Maybe it’s rose-colored hindsight, but my recollection of other stretches where I was blogging is that I had so many more subjects than I had the bandwidth to address.
And now here I am with my shiny “write every day in 2019” pledge, and the topic well has run dry. Oy vey.
So, I guess it’s back to the “hat box” I go.
I remember when I was a kid….
Hey, look what I found!
In my ongoing “trying to clean a tiny bit each day” project, I was working on one of the bookshelves and then took notice at one object tucked into the top corner. Turns out, it’s a box—well, make-up case, if I were to guess at the intended user scenario—filled with journalling/blogging prompts.
A lot of blogging prompts, all copied in purple pen onto little rectangles of blue and green card stock.
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