Go here! No, there!
I said, here!
Jump. Jump harder!
Not that hard!
Think, think, think. Get that brain going! Let the thoughts flow in, flow out.
Too much flow! Stuff going in wily nily. Filter the fluff!
Filter it!
You’re a Brita!
Have some caffeine. Take your inspiration up a notch.
That’s too much! Just a cup.
Have a glass of water.
Don’t pee. Keep your ideas inside your body!
Hop, hop, hop!
One foot only!
Now two.
Back to one!
Feel those ideas!
Sit down.
Write.
That’s right.
Write.
Keep going.
Keep hopping.
Keep feeling.
Hold it in.
Hold it in.
Let it out!
You’re a balloon! A big fat balloon full of ideas and mojo.
Now POP!
Here comes the creativity!
Seeping out like sweet idea nectar.
Let it go!
That’s it.
Just let it go!
Now you’re a hose!
A hose spraying writerly goodness all over the computer!
Deep breaths. Deep breaths.
Adjust the nozzle.
Don’t let all your ideas come out at once!
Are you hopping?
Keep hopping.
Are you over there?
Come over here!
There you go!
It’s your first draft.
Now throw it away!
All the good stuff comes after the first draft.
I said throw it away!
No! Don’t look at it!
It’s behind you now.
This is where the real magic happens!
Don’t check on the kids!
They’re fine.
Stare straight ahead.
Look to the left.
To the right.
Still hopping?
Don’t give the toilet your ideas!
Keeping them in?
There you go.
Can you feel the mojo?
Deep breaths. Deep breaths.
Now hyperventilate.
Rock back and forth.
HOP, goddammit!
Good.
Goooooooood.
Looks like you’re ready for phase three.
Listen closely
Closer.
Lean in more.
Put your ear right here.
IDAHO POTATOES!
Forget everything I said.
Look inside.
Look inside.
You already have the answers.
This has all been a dream.
See your mojo?
Right there all along.
You know what to do.
You’re all you need.
Quiet the outside world.
Dammit! I said, HOP!
Have you learned nothing?
You take my breath away, lady.
Seriously, woman. You inspire me. And then some.
Yes….I completely understand what you are saying and feeling. I really hate that most about us as women. Exculsion is lame, it feels like high school all over again. I too will seek out the one who seems most uncomfortable and offer a smile, explanation of the conversation, etc. Nobody feels good standing on the outside looking in, then having photographic proof of the other’s rudenss. Because really, isn’t that exactly what it is?
Also, do you notice a common theme with a lot of bloggers? Social anxiety, fear of flying, feeling unsure of oneself? I see this in several of the blogs I read, and see it in myself a lot. weird……
Don’t let it get to you, at least you went and saw, and learned. That is the most important part of your journey!!
i love this.
omg…love this.
thank you.
I didn’t check on the kids and my son wrote in expo marker on the carpet. It won’t come out… Idaho Potatoes indeed!
This post makes me happy. Makes me want to sit at my desk and write all day!!
It also makes me want to pee. Hmmm…
Thanks! Now I definitely have to pee. But I’m pretty sure my mojo is already in the bathroom anyway. We’ll just have to get reacquainted.
I love you even more than I did 2.5 minutes ago. Didn’t know that was possible, but it is. I’m off to hop and find my mojo.
Idaho potatoes!
I. Love. This.
You are a genius! A genius!
Now keep hopping.
-Ellie
brilliant-ness.
HOP