This ‘WordPress Post A Day in 2011’ thing has me thrown. Ordinarily, I have no problem posting every day; I’ve sometimes posted more than once a day. In fact, looking at my stats, I have posted 537 times over a period of 9 months, which averages out at … I’m bad at math … could it be 17 posts a day? (Bear in mind that, at the start of my WordPress blogging, I was frantically archiving old material from my previous blog platform.)
But now, with the challenge to post every day and these irksome prompts coming into my inbox, my blogging mojo has had its hamstrings hacked at with a blunt axe. I trawl around for inspiration, even my kitchen doesn’t help me these days and Wikipedia gives me clangers like this one:
“Ocfentanil (A-3217) is an opioid analgesic that is an analogue of fentanyl and was developed in the early 1990s. It is similar to fentanyl in effects, producing strong analgesia and sedation, but is slightly more potent, with 3μg/kg of ocfentanil being equivalent to 5μg/kg of fentanyl.”
Nope, no poetry or recipe inspiration in that one.
And so I look to the mundane, the minutiae in my day; did my dogs do something funny enough to provide entertainment for my readers? No. They smell bad from the constant rain we’ve had. I got by for the first few days of the stench by imagining myself in the romantic dampness of an English castle, sitting in a chintzy armchair awaiting the return (from shooting pheasants?) of a handsome, tweed-clad Lord of the Manor. The romance of this image is long-gone. I’m left with the reality of stinky dogs.
I could relate my humiliation at my first client-meeting yesterday: my employer had said their dress code is ‘very casual’. My jeans and lots of bling with pretty heels was not the right interpretation. I need to make some purchases; formal black trousers and tailored shirts appear to be the order of the day. Yes, boring.
Everything is out of kilter at the moment. To prove this to you: it is 8am and – literally making hay while the sun shines – I am using this brief bit of watery sunlight to cook our supper for tonight. Best to keep things simple, I’m grilling some sausage and steak to have on rolls.
Just a splash of Verlaque and a dash of salt and pepper.
When things get complicated, it’s always best to KISS.
Happy Thursday, friends.