For this blog I was completely stumped about what to write. I had not a single clue. No ideas were popping into my head when finally at lunch today I said to my friend Iris, “Iris, I have a blog due today and it has to be 400-600 words long and I have no idea what to write about,” she told me to write about not knowing what to write about. This led me to thinking, “How the heck do I do that?” Well we have to start from the beginning.
It all started when I first heard we would be writing a blog once a week. I thought to myself, “That is going to be the death of me” because I tend to have some major writer’s block. I remember thinking about what I was going to write my first blog about and I absolutely couldn’t not think of anything. It was as if my mind had become a barren desert wasteland and ideas were like water. Scarce. I had begun searching online for ideas of what to write a blog on but the only things that were popping up were things like “writing about a goal you have and how you plan to achieve it” or “writing about debunking a myth.” Seeing as I couldn’t find anything interesting online I began asking my friends for ideas. It was the middle of the school day and all my friends were at school except for one so I could only ask him. Trent. TrentyPoo. Trenton John Brazier. You may be asking yourself why I would list his full name? Well, that’s in case you want to stalk him. You never know if I put his real name or not.
Trent gave me some good ideas. But they weren’t good enough. He told me to tell stories of my dog. I shoved that to the back of the filing cabinet. He told me to write about how he always gets on my nerves. While that would be funny, I just don’t think it would be long enough. He gave me a few other ideas but I don’t remember them so I’ll move on.
Next was my mother. I asked my mother what I should write about and of course she said my dog. For those of you who haven’t already noticed from my blog, Dog Days, I’m completely obsessed with my dog. Once again, I shoved the idea of writing about my dog to the back of the filing cabinet. I asked for a few other ideas and she gave them to me. While I don’t remember them, I do remember thinking about asking my brother but then remembering that he would get back to me in about 4-6 brother days (aka whenever he saw the text or whenever he felt like responding) so I decided not to text him. HOWEVER, thinking about texting him did spark an idea. It reminded me of us arguing a lot when we were younger. (I just thought of what I’m going to write about next) and then I remembered him trapping me in a hole.
And remember kids, when worse comes to worse and your big brother traps you in a hole and years down the road you write a blog about it, just remember a snake could have been in that hole with you! 🙂
Nah but anyway, all’s well that ends well and don’t forget to ask for help when you need it. Don’t just sit there in a slump til the very last minute, reach out and ask for help.
I really liked this a lot it was very sweet, feels like what I would think of when I hear “blog”. It kind of gave me Stan from “Dog with a Blog” vibes (Stan is the dog…with a blog). Just cute little tidbits about your day/life. I really enjoyed this!
Oh lord being trapped in a hole sounds horrifying.