I’ve hit a blogging wall.
My cup hath runneth over and into the sewer, never to be found again, except by the likes of Pennywise the Clown. Ya know, because he lives down there. He’s also the antagonist in one of my favorite books of all time, Stephen King’s It. I swear if you can handle horror, this should be on your Must Read list. The man is a literary genius. Maybe if I ask nicely, he can send me some creativity. Then again, we might end up with veggie blood baths or garlic which mysteriously comes alive and torments my cats at night.
So about that wall.
I’m having trouble penning posts. My funny is taking a sabbatical again, while my literary muse has all but disappeared. It’s rough going over here in Clean Eats, Fast Feets Land, which is not to say life is rough. In fact, if anything it’s improving after a summer of work, work, work and too much retaliation booze. I completed my thirty-day photography class, I hit up the Cleveland garlic festival, I’m cooking and processing produce like a mad woman, and I’m continuously adding to my deep freezer. Success in the form of food.
My kitchen creativity is at an all time high right now. I made some amazing kohlrabi fritters which need sharing, I’ve got big plans for a Roasted Tomato and Garlic Soup, and I finalized the recipe for my newest Granola flavor: Lime Coconut Pineapple, which of course makes me want to sing, ♫”You put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up. You put the lime in the coconut and drink it all up.” ♫
I’ve got recipes to share. I’ve even got more serious posts lined up about Doubts and Insecurities and how to beat those two crones into submission, yet I can’t seem to write them, and sadly there’s nothing funny on the horizon. It’s a problem, and I’m hoping by sharing with it with you, it’ll dissipate and my creativity will resurface faster than the 1.2 seconds it takes for Oscar to make it downstairs for breakfast every day. I have never seen a cat leap thirteen stairs in three easy hops, on a routine basis. He’s a maniac.
In the meantime, thanks for listening and sticking with me while I go through a bit of a dry spell even lubrication can’t help. Perhaps, I should throw some coconut oil on it; it seems to be the solution for everything these days. Stick with me, literally if I decide to bathe in coconut oil, be patient and I’ll dig deep and see if we can’t bring my funny and my inspiration back to the table. Anyone else picturing the Mad Hatter’s tea party in Alice in Wonderful. Just me? Well at least my imagination is still intact.
How do you handle blogging walls? Do you keep writing in hopes creativity will resurface? What have you been up to in the kitchen lately?