One of the great things about blogging is you get to be creative as you want. One of the bad things about blogging is you can also acquire a mean case of writers block. That last one is what I have been going through for the past month. One mean case of writers block. But thanks to my good friend and follow blogger, Leanne Shirtliffe ~ironic mom, my blockage is healing much better. If you have never read her blog before, I would suggest you pop on over and check it out.
A few weeks ago she posted about two young fellows using a word that one would never expect for them to use. Thanks to that post, it gave me an idea to get my creative juices flowing once more.
Today I am going to take a word and see how much I can write about that one word. This might be interesting. If it works I will give full credit to Ms. Leanne. Since this is the first time I am doing this I will keep it simple. Leanne, I hope I do you proud!
I think I’ll call this “ For The Love Of A Pig”
What is love?
Where does love come from?
What is loves purpose?
Love serves me laughter, like foamy bubbles tickling my nose.
Loves taste is bitter sweet.
Love starts out cold.
If left alone love becomes lukewarm.
Love comes in many shapes and sizes.
Love is powerful. It gives me the strength of 10 pigs.
Love is hurtful. It can bring me to my knees.
Love can make me sick.
Love can also make me happy.
A shot of love can brighten even the darkest day.
Wait a minute…
Did I use the word “Love”?
I meant to use the word “Beer” This is great, now I screwed it all up. Sorry everyone, sorry Leanne. I guess I need to go back and try again. I guess I’m not fully recovered from the blockage. Good thing this isn’t a homework assignment.