Note: I reflected back on a conversation I
had a few weeks ago with my friend Alix about writing and blogging. Could I
really identify with being a writer when I haven’t written anything remotely
decent for ages now (or tried to for that matter) and could I call myself a
blogger when I haven’t been doing much of that either? I’ve been lazy social
media-ing lately – my accounts are filled with photos because I upload to
Instagram and it automatically updates all my social media so it looks like I’m
there but not really there. So this is my attempt at being a writer/blogger in
one post.
I have lost the plot.
Yes, it’s true. How do I know this? 1.
Because even my tried and tested trick of browsing through endless pages of
inspirational/motivational quotes on Pinterest and re-pinning them in my own
(this is where it gets cheesy) “Inspire” board doesn’t work anymore and 2. Boston’s More Than A Feeling was the only song I listened to and played it 38 times in one day. Why this is a sign of losing the plot I don’t know because I
actually love that song.
