So I am a failure...and I knew it would happen, I did. I suck at the blogging thing! In fact, did I ever mention that I've literally tried to blog three different times in the last few years, and everyone has ended the way this blog has: in silent failure. Even worse, is this one actually counts for something–a grade that actually has a major importance to me.
I'm going to challenge myself therefore, to win at life! Or actually just try and blog every day (maybe every second day) from now one until the end of this semester! Can I do it? Possibly! Will I? Hopefully! What are the actual chances? Pretty pathetic but still!
I don't know what it is that's so daunting about blogs that puts me off...I love writing! And I never shut up, so you'd think it'd be an epic adventure for me.
The struggle, I believe, is the realization of how many words I waste doing what I am now–blabbing. I can always find a reason why not to blog, but I find very few to justify why I should. Who wants to hear my words anyways? I mean, most days people just block me out when I talk, so why would they go out of their way to read my pure, garbage worthy ramblings that add up to very little.
I don't know. I don't know.
So here is my try, my last sprint at the race of posting a solid amount to this blog–enough not to fail and maybe even get a decent mark. And, on top of that, prove that I am capable of sticking to something for once. And I'm sorry, Kevin (if you even read this), but if I do continue with this blogging thing for some magical reason, it will slowly transform into a more prose than poem kind of thing.
Class is soon so I'm going to end this pity party with a summary of some of the ideas I've been souping up in my broth-like brain for the community poetry project (and no jacking any of my ideas people though I'm sure my classmates are very capable of coming up with much better things). I've already talked one of my friends into attacking the bookstores and libraries around Vernon with :) now I hope to convert a few more of my friends into temporary criminals (if hiding bad poetry in books is equivalent to a crime...which I think it is). On top of that, I hope to create stickers to put everywhere and anywhere I want. A little boring, right? But here's the brilliant, possibly going to fail bit that I'm excited about...
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yes #hashtag hashtags! I want to create a very unique hashtag to put at the end of the poems and leave instructions to upload a photo on instagram if you were one of the unlucky souls to receive my gift of words...will people do it? I have no clue! Would it be epic if they did? YES! Am I tempted to write that by uploading the photo they have an opportunity to win an awesome (non-existent) prize so that more people actually might do it?! YES YES YES! but I have not decided yet how very criminal I hope to be so the last bit may not happen :D Now, I must write some poems to put on the stickers/bookmarks/slip in graffiti pages!
Now I must also review some of the class textbooks...(which I mostly hated :O sorry Kevin, again)
KC I would not say you are a failure..nor pathetic, just busy and we are all guilty of this. that's the story I am stickin with. as for your idea, I actually have a similar one. I am going to put an email address at bottom for victims to respond or submit if they so dare. I really appreciated your feedback in class and really do like your writing talent. good luck in the future as I assume you willcontinue being a serious author. smiles...kathleen
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