Blog Fodder

Today after institute I was building a relationship of trust with Marcus. Conversation soon turned to the blog. I didn't know that Marcus read my blog. I was honored and flattered and all of the things that you should be when you discover a new blog reader.

Now, I've always enjoyed writing. In college, I wouldn't stress out about papers and could easily whip them out in an evening after procrastinating a week or two (I hope my mom didn't read that, I was really studious and got good grades). I even think that after a year of emailing with Natalie, I've perfected the stream of conscious writing technique. I can easily interject my thoughts and side comments seamlessly into the storyline. Maybe not all of the time, but I proof the blog enough that I think I'm okay.

So, Marcus and I were discussing how it can be difficult to combine the right amount of wit and storyline to create the perfect email or blog post. It is a science. It truly is. I admit, some blogs/emails are better than others. Some days are better than others. It is the nature of the beast. For instance, today's blog, not so much! But we press forward.

Since I started the blog, I've discovered that I've become obsessed with it and, most importantly, the "blog fodder." I'm always thinking of what I should and shouldn't blog about. What will be funny and witty? What will provoke thought and discussion? Everyday events transpire and I'm categorizing them into blog worthy, Amy and Natalie email worthy, future story for the story game worthy or just a great moment for me to enjoy today. Everyday, I spend several seconds, minutes and/or hours (each day is a little different) preparing blog fodder. Is this the life of a stand up comedian or a columnist? I'm pretty sure that such a life would make me completely crazy. How can be people be expected to think as if they are constantly philosophizing to an imaginary audience? This is something I'm not ready for. I'm therefore happy to report that I will be maintaining my amateur status--plus, I like the thought of being able to compete in the Olympics. I don't plan on publishing or going professional allowing Marcus and the rest of my blog readers to enjoy the simple things I get out of life.