I just had one of those moments. I was going to write a post about cheese. CHEESE. I'm not even lying. Your blog feed was about to be plagued with pictures of cheese balls. Creative ones, but still. CHEESE.
I think I have reached the point where I have no idea why I have this blog, what I want to write about, and why I keep trying to come back to this blog with lofty ambitions of becoming some famous writer. Rome twasn't built in a day. I know this. And I know I have little to offer in the whole "creative" blogosphere. Yet, my blog name has the word "create" in it.
There are a few things I hate. Inconsistency, comic sans and doing what everyone else is doing. Which is why I feel like I have some taste, but I can't bring myself to do what other bloggers do and enlist the help of sponsors to get traffic, or make my blog look like a cutesy/indie/mommy/abstract piece of CSS code. But. Out of that list, I hate inconsistency the most. And my inability to find a consistent, working theme to write about in this blog really bothers me. I don't believe I'm going to delete this blog. But there is a part of me that wants to reevaluate my thoughts, what makes them so important to me, and why I ever thought it was a good idea to put them in a blog.
I think I'm going to have a summit meeting with myself. I'll have talks in my head, and let you know what we have concluded. What say you, self?
Sounds good, self.
Stay tuned for the conclusions of this summit. Too bad I can't give myself personalized water bottles, and five star presidential suite hotel stays.