This AHA! DUH! moment was brought to you by Sondra Stinglash.

As you might recall, my last post was full of advice for my son, Ellis, who is starting up his own humor blog. Or at least he said he was going to start one, but this could be like the time he said he was going to take over the world and insist that people eat more hot dogs. Or something like that. I am not sure about the details because the fact is HE DIDN'T DO IT. Poor follow through, if you ask me.

As might be expected, he has not read the post, the one I wrote especially for him, nor does he seem to have any interest in reading it. In fact, to get him to read my posts, I pretty much have to read them to him. Or hold his dinner hostage. And then read them to him while prying his fingers out from his ears.

As you, avid reader, might recall, one of my wise words o' advice for the boy, in that post that I wrote especially for him, was "Keep posting. Keep posting." This post falls under that category. The "keep posting" category. Do I have a theme? No? An idea? No. The desire to write? Not really. But I am doing it anyway. That is known as wasting everyone's time being brave. In fact, I am sick in bed. Only the second land-me-in-bed illness of this craptastic fall, the most craptastic fall in my history of falls. And autumns too, come to think of it.

Keep posting. Keep posting.

I used to only post when I was seized by an idea. I would know for several days that a post was incubating. When it was born, it was almost like I had nothing much to do with it. It just poured. I edited and revised in a frenzy and then, once it sang sweetly, I hit publish. Then I would realize that I missed a bunch of edits and I would edit some more. And then I would hit publish again and feel satisfied. Job well done. Another piece blogged. But lately, I have decided to challenge myself by writing more often, and seeing what happens. I figure that the only way I can become a better writer is to practice more. This is the idea anyway.

This isn't pouring. And no sweet singing is happening. This kind of writing is hard.

Perhaps if I had a topic. A funny story. A witty observation. Friends often try to help me out. "Blog about that!" they say. "That would make a great blog!" they cry in unison. I love that about my friends, how they are always crying things out in unison. I wish that they would break out into unison song and dance too. That would be really cool. I would invite them over more, if they did. Do you hear that friends? The reason that I don't invite you over more is because you don't break out into spontaneous song and dance. Not even that Tell Them Soldier Boy hip hop dance or the that Chicken wedding dance or anything. How hard would that be? Seriously.

So, anyway, friends make suggestions and I always laugh and say that I should use their ideas, but I never do. I don't really like being told what to do, I guess.

Hmmm...this just occurred to me. Maybe Ellis has inherited this trait from me.


Dear reader, you have just been a witness to one of those infamous, "AHA, DUH!" moments in Sondra Stinglash's life, where in an instant, I realize something that feels profound, yet in reality is simple and should be completely obvious.

Hey! Babies have big heads relative to the size of their bodies! I just noticed that!



Hey! You mean there is a shoe specifically for the left and another shoe specifically for the right?!



I just thought that shoes were meant to be uncomfortable, like half the time.

Yeah AHA! DUH!

Just. Like. That.

Go ahead and click on the teeny envelope icon and send this post to a friend. Don't be jerky and claim that you wrote it because I wrote it, damn it.

10 Response to "This AHA! DUH! moment was brought to you by Sondra Stinglash."

  • Says:

    I shall be over shortly... as soon as I perfect the song and dance.

  • linlah Says:

    I've challenged myself several times to that write even when I'm not feeling it thing and then I give up and take a nap.

  • The Peach Tart Says:

    I try to write 5 to 6 times a week. There are so many days I'm uninspired and some days I can't wait to get out of bed and write. I wish I could figure out what causes the inspiration days.

  • gayle Says:

    I email and email my blog post I say and still no response or comment. They say they read what I write but don't have a comment to make...I not even sure they read my blog

  • NJ Pigno Says:

    Cat Lady- You must teach the song and dance to at least one other so you can perform it in unison. Thems the rules.

    linlah- It is tough isn't it? Naps are way better.

    The Peach Tart- 5 to 6 times is impressive. It is twice what I do on both my blogs combined. I know what you mean about the inspiration. Wish it could be bottled.

    gayle- Kids. You can lead them to the blog, but you can't make them read it.

  • Steam Me Up, Kid Says:

    I do the opposite. Sometimes when I'm totally blocked I tell myself I'm not allowed to write, and then I rebel against my own authority and come up with something I think is funny just to prove me wrong.

    I don't know. Mind games, you know?

  • f8hasit Says:

    A good friend of mine is a writer. A REAL writer, 'published' as they say in the industry...
    He hates it that I sit down at the computer and start writing. I never know quite where it's going to go or end up, but it always goes somewhere.

    Like you.
    And this.
    It's perfect! Thanks for sharing your Aha! Duh! moment.

    I too, want to see the corresponding song and dance.

  • NJ Pigno Says:

    Steamy- I love that idea. It would work for me though. My inner sloth is stronger than my inner rebel.

    f8hasit- You're right. It seems often that it does go somewhere and much of the time I like where it goes. But for me, the posts that start from nothing usually do not sing as sweetly as the ones that pour from that idea that I was seized with. The muse can be so elusive though. I am hoping that the just do it approach helps with the writer's block. Thanks for the vote of confidence.

  • NJ Pigno Says:

    Steamy- I meant "would not" work, of course.

  • Skye Says:

    See, this whole write even if I have nothing to say thing doesn't work for me. The proof is in my blog, I can only write when I'm in the mood. I've tried it and the ramblings that come up don't make sense to me, so I know they won't make sense to others either. Oh well, I'll just stick to writing the way I do. Sometimes really good things happen that way :)

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