being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus
Simple. Angsty. Excruciating. Enchanted. Bold.
This post is prompted by Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop. Need some inspiration? Check it Out. Just an FYI, this was the original assignment:
“This week I want you to write a post inspired entirely by one of these words:
I’ve been thinking about this prompt since I received the email a few days ago. I’ve considered many topics and even started writing a few posts, all of which met the fate of the delete button. Nothing flowed. The words wouldn’t come. Maybe I spent too much time writing about Christmas this week that I’m all out of words to write. This should be a SIMPLE task, right? It hasn’t been.
I’m not ANGSTY. Or at least I don’t think I am. Maybe my mom would have called me that when I was eleven. Maybe Hubs calls me that behind my back. I doubt it. However, this week’s Writer’s Workshop is bringing out my inner teenager. She’s a little irritated that a post won’t easily fall out of her head and onto the computer screen. She’s about to put on some black eyeliner, throw on some spiky bracelets, and listen to Emo music all while sitting in the corner with her bangs covering her eyes. One little post. That’s all I want.
It’s so EXCRUCIATING because word associations are usually my strong suit. I love them. I can take a word and run with it like Forrest Gump in an incessant barrage of beautiful sentences that sometimes seem roundabout but
usually always get to the point. Not tonight. I even tried to come up with some word associations to use as an example at this very point in the post. None would come. Now I’m questioning all my abilities as a writer. Am I even good enough to participate in the Writer’s Workshop? I’m having my doubts.
Being a procrastinator, I chose to watch a dozen videos of flash mobs on youtube before getting serious about writing this post. I have been ENCHANTED by them ever since I saw Mitch on Modern Family do one. I think the most famous one in the states is the one done at Oprah’s last season kick-off party. Of all the ones I watched tonight this one in Belgium was my favorite (hang in there, it gets all techno-ish at the end):
Now, I want to do one. I’m concocting a plan to coordinate Moms with strollers in the middle of a busy shopping day at the mall. Wouldn’t that be fun? And we could choreograph it to Anita Renfroe’s Mom Song:
How does one go about organizing a flash mob? I don’t know. But I’d sure like to try.
I wonder if I’m even BOLD enough to do it. Probably. I’ve always been able to ham it up when need be. However, organization and planning are not my strong suits. So it may never come to fruition.
I feel like such a failure with this week’s Writer’s Workshop. What can a girl do when she is SIMPLY ANGSTY and in EXCRUCIATING denial that her usual ENCHANTED writing skills are more blah than BOLD?
I don’t know, Mama Kat. I just don’t know. The best thing that came from this post is that I have created a new item to add to my Bucket List (my imaginary Bucket List because I don’t actually have one). I aspire to organize and coordinate a flash mob. When, where, and how, I do not know. All I know is the who and what. But, that just doesn’t fit into any of the prompts you gave.
Maybe next week I’ll find a way to participate in the Writer’s Workshop. Maybe there will be a prompt that will cause the normal waterfall of words to cascade onto my blog in beautiful, natural harmony.
But for now, all I’ve got is this letter. I’m sorry I couldn’t follow through this week. I’m so sorry I let you down.
P.S. I’m also wondering if you’re into retro/vintage aprons? I’ve inherited quite a few and I’m not sure what to do with them all . . .