Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Grasping At Straws

I find myself full of so many things I want to say, yet every time I try to write it out it just sounds like I'm whining. Whine, whine, whine, blah blah blah, whine, ad nauseam.  I've started this blog post five times now and each time deleted it and began again.  And look, now I'm even whining about not being able to write.  Good grief.

I wish I could think of something positive to write about, share a tidbit of my life that is happy and not mired in shit.  Hell, I even wish I could just bloody make up something positive, a nice shiny happy little fiction story where everything is good.  I'm not that good of a writer to fake something like that.

I'm grasping at straws to try and find something positive here.  I did start a new job that pays slightly more than I was making at the gas station; I'm now a stocker at a grocery store.  I'll need to come up with some new tales soon.

I have internet access at home again, so I can once again be a pain in the ass to you all on a regular basis here and on facebook.  Wait, that might not be positive, depending on your point of view....

I haven't been kicked out of my trailer yet, so that's good.....

I haven't been arrested yet I have no current pending legal entanglements, so that's good....

Still grasping.....ok here's one.  My dog makes me laugh every time I take her outside to do her business.....she grunts like a constipated old man as she poops.  I know, that's really grasping.

I think I'm grasped out.  But I'll keep working on it.  Christopher requested that I do another installment of "Good Me vs. Bad Me" but my sense of humor has been hiding under a rock and doesn't want to come out to play lately.  I'll see if I can scrap something together.

How do you find ways to stay positive when your life seems bleak?

1 comment:

  1. Due to my own problems which I won’t whine to you about I’ve been sitting and writing a story about gay youth emerging from the closet. It started when another friend wrote for a challenge which was to start the write with the words “the door swung open” if they could they could end it with the word “the door swung shut” The kicker is it had to be 200 words. I call that a double drabble - see my blog. Well I thought that’s nice. And since I’m taking Lisa’s on line flash fiction class I thought I would try it. Well I’m up to 1500 words now. This from the girl who can’t write long pieces. (Except for my Devil story of course.... and my six character story ....)

    I’m thinking I should go to bed now. My back hurts. It’s cold and I’ll just wait and see in the morning what the new assignment is

    I figured you got a new job as you mentioned that in a blog or something when you said you can’t afford to buy groceries at the store you work at. Actually the new job is very positive because aside from the money you actually applied for and got a better job I find that mega positive

    I guess that’s why didn’t hear from you because you didn’t have access at home You can be a pain in my ass any time you like - if only would take away the pain in my back.....

    I can really picture you with your critters. I know you take better care of them than you do of yourself. And you love them and they you. And they can keep your feet warm when it gets cold.

    Well I’ve written a blog here - and mind you, I can’t write long blogs

    Oh yeah - as to my bloggy - you write the story about me in the nursing home then. And you would ask that question :D g’night