You know how I go several days at a stretch without posting here sometimes? That's when I've slipped back into blogging the way I used to: in my head, usually while I'm lying in bed or taking a shower, etc.*
When you've done something one way for so many years, it's hard to change.
And then when I think, "I should post some of this on my real blog," either I can't remember the imaginary blog posts, or else I can but I'm all, "Booooorrring." Because, come on, I thought about it once already. Old news.
Sometimes the ideas in my head don't make it to the blog because they're of the semi-complex, essay-type variety and would require a lot of time and thought to compose clearly (like the ones about religion from yesterday morning's shower). Unfortunately, time and uninterrupted thinking are scarce resources in my life. Also, I'm just better at thinking than I am at writing. I was an English major in college and oh, how I loved the reading and class discussion, and oh, how every paper I had to write was torture. Random content = easy; clear form and structure = very, very hard. (Wow, that could be a metaphor for my life. But that's a subject for a future post that won't ever happen.)
So, when will my next real post be? Maybe next week. Maybe next month.** In the meantime, let me offer you the enticing tidbit that yesterday while I was folding clothes I was mentally composing a post about . . . grammar! Yes!
*(My sister did this too before she started her blog, and called it her imaginary blog, which she went on to use to title her actual blog. Which you should visit because she is clever and funny and insightful, and her kids are nearly as cute as mine, which is saying a lot.)
**Let's be honest. It will most likely be tomorrow, when I get those cute pictures of my kids off my camera. Because, as I'm sure you've noticed, for me, kids = insta-blog content.