Write Lightning is a blog from writer Deb Thompson.
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(Some links or topics may not be completely kid-appropriate.)
Everyone is welcome here.
(Some links or topics may not be completely kid-appropriate.)
Fri, Feb 12 2016
Bad blog entry, good dog
The dog ate my blog entry yesterday, but we don't actually have a dog, so I'm using an excuse we've all heard at one time or another. The truth is that I struggled to write a blog entry and couldn't seem to pull my thoughts together well enough to build coherent sentences. I took a break and did some other tasks and then tried again. UPS brought an order. I made a beverage using the Keurig machine. After forgetting to place a requisite mug beneath the machine spout and nearly wasting my efforts, I grabbed the rescued drink and returned to my task of blog writing, but was interrupted by the inevitable call of nature. And so it went.
By the time I got around to finishing yesterday's entry, it was late. It's good to write in a frothy stream, but it's good to let such work simmer before actually doing a final edit. I rose this morning to find the blog entry in such ill health that it was best to put it out of its misery and begin anew. I reached for my trusty keyboard. In a blaze of writer-like metaphor, I became the dog.
posted at: 07:56 | category: /Writing Life | link to this entry
The dog ate my blog entry yesterday, but we don't actually have a dog, so I'm using an excuse we've all heard at one time or another. The truth is that I struggled to write a blog entry and couldn't seem to pull my thoughts together well enough to build coherent sentences. I took a break and did some other tasks and then tried again. UPS brought an order. I made a beverage using the Keurig machine. After forgetting to place a requisite mug beneath the machine spout and nearly wasting my efforts, I grabbed the rescued drink and returned to my task of blog writing, but was interrupted by the inevitable call of nature. And so it went.
By the time I got around to finishing yesterday's entry, it was late. It's good to write in a frothy stream, but it's good to let such work simmer before actually doing a final edit. I rose this morning to find the blog entry in such ill health that it was best to put it out of its misery and begin anew. I reached for my trusty keyboard. In a blaze of writer-like metaphor, I became the dog.
posted at: 07:56 | category: /Writing Life | link to this entry