Showing posts with label Writing With Intention. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing With Intention. Show all posts

Sunday, January 2, 2011

To Write, Or to Chicken Scratch?

One of my many intentions for 2011 is to blog every day. I'm not sure how well that will go, since I can't seem to think of a single thing to say! I'm not a big fan of blogs that are full of random updates without substance, so I balk at the idea of a "fluff" post...

Perhaps I should amend my goal, and say that I will write every day, instead of blog daily. That way, if I have nothing interesting to say, I can just put my fluff in my personal diary, instead of here where it will just bore my readers. Drat! Life sure would be easier if my dumb camera still worked!

So, that's really all I have to say, today. I'm still sick with a cold, Butters is racing around killing stuff, Nick is browsing Netflix, and I think I'll stay in bed again today. I'm hoping to get a call tomorrow or Tuesday saying I got the job at Captel, but it may take as long as the whole of this week, I'm afraid.

Nick just started Chicago, and I'm going to snuggle into my blankies and watch it with him now...