Writes Block


 

Greetings Piglets,

 

It’s your master of home
disasters here once again for another bull session.  Ever have one of the kind of day when you try
to come up with a new blog page to post, but you just can’t come up with
anything new to write about.  Well that
is just what I am going through.

 

I read a post the other
day from the word bitches that addressed the very problem I am having.  Trish Loye Elliott had 10 ways to help
motivate those with a little bit of writers block. I have to say they were all
good ideas for me to try.  Unfortunately
none of them worked for me.  Please allow
me to explain.

 

It was suggested to
have/use a “clean and quite work area”.
Pig Pens don’t work that way, they are muddy, dirty and loud.

 

It was suggested to
“schedule time for writing”.  Hard to do
when it interrupts your beer drinking.

 

I tried jogging like it
was suggested.  Nope, I spent all my time
running from the dog catcher.  Can’t
write when you are out of breath.

 

Trish also said to take a
shower.  Now this did start to work.  I began to relax and thoughts came to my
head.  Sadly, they all left when I got
out of the shower.  Mom started yelling
at me for all the mud I left in the shower.
Now I think she is going to need therapy.

 

I tried the writing
friends too.  But that didn’t work, they
all drink wine instead of beer.

 

So I switched to
music.  Nope, kept hearing beer drinking
songs
.

 

I had one last try to
make.  I tried reading quotes.  I’m not sure if it worked or not.  But I did find one quote I liked

 

“Our greatest weakness
lies in giving up.  The most certain way
to succeed is always to try just one more time”
Thomas A. Edison


Thomas Edison

Thomas Edison (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

So I wrote this blog
page.  Does that count?

 

Dreams


 

 

 

Pig Writes

 

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Dreams

 

It has been awhile since my last real dream.

I’m not talking about the kind you have when you sleep.

Those you have no control over.

 

I’m talking about the dreams for the future.

The dreams of what you desire for your life.

The ones you want your life to become.

 

I feel like I have lost mine.

I know they are not gone.

It just seems I lost direction in making mine come true.

For now I feel like a car stuck in the mud.

No traction – just spinning in the slick.

 

Have you ever felt that way?

 

What have you done to get them back?

 

It’s funny how we always know what we want.

Achieving those dreams is never easy.

Only we are the master of our own future.

 

A new car or bigger house.

A shining new Harley.

A harem of hot women with no commitment issues.

Or maybe it’s a dream of financial security.

 

My dreams are my drive.

They motivate me to do better with my life.

They push me to achieve them.

 

I have to get them back.

 

What do your dreams do for you?

 

Drop me a comment of what your dreams do for you.  I would love to hear them and any suggestions you may have in helping me find my dreams.