Today, I read one of Ella's blogs. This isn't unusual, I frequently do. Her blog reminded me of one I wrote a year ago, about cyclists. This prompted two thoughts. One, that I had promised her a 'guest blog' about three months ago and two, I hadn't blogged since lent.
Being asked to write a blog for someone whose blog you admire is both an honour and humbling. But it induced a crippling writers block! What should I write about? The Chickens? Work? Family? Something else? Could I even write something half as good as others? Would I just look a fool, like a child trying to speak at the grown up table...
I ran away from blogging, thinking I couldn't write again and certainly not of the standard of other bloggists.
"it's ok" I said to myself, "I'll write about Edinburgh". Our theatre company's tour to the fringe, that should provide some inspiration. It did, and I wrote furiously. For about 20 lines. Then I decided no one would read that drivel and deleted it! The tour was excellent by the way, seamless production, military precision on get I and strike and a well rounded three star review to boot!
Then this morning I read Ella's blog. Then I read mine. I like what I read. I realised how much I'd written. I felt compelled to write again, to offer an explanation perhaps?
I may have been AWOL, but am back in the ranks now and I feel rejuvenated!
