I think the blogging well of Kristen J has run dry. Maybe I should write a dramatic and fabulous post announcing that I no longer want anything to do with all of the weirdos that haunt the bloggernacle. It could be very dramatic and exciting. What do you say? Should I do it?
Actually, Iâ€™ve had a lot of difficulty writing lately. I can think of a few reasons why the muse has left me. First, life seems to get crazier as my children get older. There are just more things to be done, more homework, more activities, more discussions with them about life. It can leave a woman just plain tired.
A second and maybe even a bigger factor is that quite a few of our friends and ward members have become readers of the thang. At first I thought it was pretty cool that my friends would be reading my writing but now Iâ€™m not so sure. Itâ€™s one thing revealing your crazies to a mostly nameless, faceless group of people that I will never have to see in person. Itâ€™s quite another knowing that the people you associate with on a daily basis are reading my writing.
For example, how can I write about how boring the gospel doctrine teacher (hypothetically speaking of course) is every Sunday when that same teacher could be reading what I post. I also worry that some of the things I write will come across as kind of crazy and weird. Do I really want my friends to know that Iâ€™m a serious closet nerd and not the cool person they all believe me to be? Would they all still love me even though Iâ€™m a Battlestar Gallactica fanatic and have become hooked on the new tv show heroes?
Another interesting thing Iâ€™ve come across since blogging is meeting thang readers for the first time. Itâ€™s almost like they have a leg up on me because theyâ€™ve had an opportunity to read my thoughts and stories causing them to know me even before they meet me. Their have been a few times when someone has been really warm and friendly to me (not that thatâ€™s a bad thang) and it wasnâ€™t until later that I realized that it was because they felt they knew me already and we were kind of friends, or maybe they just thought I was hot.
Anyway, help me refill the well. What can I write about? Where do I go from here? Or If you canâ€™t help me there maybe you can just give me some good ideas for white elephant gifts. Geoff and I are throwing our annual Christmas White Elephant party and I want our gifts to blow doors off the competition!