Despite what some of you may believe, I have frequently found myself without words – speechless if you will. While Hubby may enjoy my sporadic bouts of silence, I find them incredibly annoying. There are days that go by, you see, when I have nothing of interest to say even to myself. This wouldn’t be so bad if it didn’t translate into silence on the blog.
While some blog-related silences are acceptable – like vacations or home leave – others drive me almost as crazy as they do you, my Devoted Readers.
Staring at a blank page that refuses to fill itself with words is annoying. Especially when I am forced to blog about that blank, writer’s block inspired page. Nothing witty or even amusing ever came from a blog about nothing. Or maybe that’s how Seinfeld started. Who knows? I’m not a millionaire stand-up comic with my own eponymous must see television show.
That, of course, brings up the sad dream of every blogger in the blogoverse. To be the one in a million with our own TV series or better yet a three book deal from Random House. The Waiter did it. That postcard guy in Germantown, Maryland did it. Heck, the Internet made Perez Hilton famous for Pete’s sake! That’s why deep down where no RSS feeder can see, every blogger wonders, “Why not me?”
Why can’t I have my blog turn into a #1 best seller, which would soon be optioned into a great movie starring Kate Winslet as me? I could go to the book launch wearing my Eileen Fisher sweater and later attend the premiere in a brand new Chanel dress that was designed especially for me. What can’t I be that blogger?
Instead, I’m the girl with writer’s block who spends her days staring at a blank page. I’m the girl with a big blog dreams and a small blog reality. And I’m okay with that. For now…