Ack! I need to write a blog!
I didn’t think of a topic and now it’s time to sit down and write.
I usually have an idea that steeps in the brew of my life for a week or so, but this time, there was no blog-flavored tea bag in the canister.
My brain is uncharacteristically scattered. I’m thinking about football, and my book (always my book and the characters…what is Jade doing right now?), the stories that I’m reading and watching to teach me more about writing stories, what the cohort topic will be in 45 minutes, whether people are doing their part to get all the moving parts ready for the offsite coming up, what if For All Mankind were real, will I ride or swim tonight and WHAT DOES THIS BLOG WANT TO BE?
There are so many forks in the road here…some are highways, some are barely visible lines where the deer walked in the grass last night. But none of them are marked. How do I know where to go?
I think it’s a good idea to start with a question. Yes. An open-ended question, not a yes or no, black or white, binary type question. The kind of question that can start a quest. Or a conversation. Or a blog.
Yeah, I’m really more in the mood for a conversation or a discussion. The blog format isn’t the greatest for that, because it’s pretty one-sided. It can be a conversation starter, though. So if I were going to have a conversation, what are some questions I’d like to ask you?
What do you do when you don’t know what to do?
What sounds like the most fun?
Do you use Excel in your personal life? (followed by either why not? Or how?)
What are you reading?
What lights you up these days?
So when I started writing this, I was anxious and blocked. And now that I’ve asked you a few questions I feel totally different. I’m interested and energized. It’s funny. I really would have liked to hear what you have to say, but even without a conversation, the IDEA of a conversation made me feel better. The process of thinking up questions to ask completely changed the landscape in my brain.
Even though I didn’t know which path to take, as soon as I started asking questions, my curiosity took over and I started confidently down a path. And it really didn’t matter which path…what felt good was the traveling, the walking, the skipping.
What works for me when I don’t know what to do, I guess, is to think of questions.
In the meantime, remember these things: You are loved. We are all loved. Let’s all be kind. And in all things – progress, not perfection!
Love, and light in the pages,