Freewrite...a warm up.

Okay, so I can’t decide what to write…and I remember from high school, having to do these freewrite exercises, where Mrs. Hankins would come into the room and say, “okay go….write for 5 minutes on anything you want.” And the room went quiet and we wrote. This is sort of like that.

I would sometimes just write the phrase, “I don’t know what to write” over and over again until I got distracted by another topic. And other times, I would write about writers’ block, and how annoying it could be. Quite original, I know, but I was in the 12th grade and aspired to be creative and witty and eloquent, but for some reason I hesitated.

So I have some ideas…that’s where it starts, right? Ideas…like “One handbag, two handbags, three handbags, poor: the story of an addiction,” or “Goodbye to the $30,000 millionaire.” You might guess that my current focus and stress in life is my financial situation.

I was also thinking about the story of my path from Oklahoma to California, “The Evolution of a Foodie,” perhaps. Barbara Fairchild, the editor of Bon Appetit magazine, was at work a couple of weeks ago and spoke about her new book. I went and got my copy of the book signed and now it’s sitting on my bookshelf, with all of the other cookbooks I never open…and I also got to thinking…Bon Appetit was pretty instrumental in my upbringing and career path, I could write about how it has influenced me and maybe reconnect a little with why I love this industry I am in so much. Maybe more on that later.

Or…I could write something fiction. I have no idea what, exactly but it might include a main character much like myself and a deliciously adorable and sexy coworker ducking back into a secluded corner of the building during a power outage to… Perhaps I would be the only one who would enjoy that daydream. Sigh. But I digress, I could write whatever I want. I mean, no one is going to read this blog anyway. Except for maybe my ridiculously creative friend Inga, who inspired me to start this blog in the first place. I’m afraid her writing puts mine to shame, but she’s an English major, for crying out loud…and immensely more imaginative than I am.

I could write an ode to Inga….something about Katie/Inga movie night. We could establish The List, and criteria for making new additions to The List. For clarity, Inga and I began our friendship in college. She and I sort of began a tradition of settling in to watch some sort of sappy chick flick after discovering our mutual, secret adoration of the movie French Kiss, starring Meg Ryan. (We actually both know most of the dialogue of the movie by heart, and can speak the lines along with the actors) Don’t worry, Ing…as I mentioned above, nobody is gonna read this thing besides you, so our secret is still safe. But as our Katie/Inga movie nights progressed, we developed a sort of list of approved films. Not a long list, as they have to meet a certain unspoken quality that Inga and I somehow have channeled. It’s not something that I can describe, because I don’t really understand it myself, but when you know…you just know. So perhaps more on that later.

So I guess the ideas are there, and I just need to go with it. I started this because I’m enchanted with the idea of being a writer. So I’m going to write…and maybe some of it won’t suck.

Test Post

This is a test...this is only a test. For some reason.....the night I'm finally inspired enough to write a blog....become a "blogger," I am experienceing technical difficulties....of course. So this little blurb is only to function as a way to see if I publish it, will it in fact, appear on my blog...or is my blog unviewable? Stay tuned for further, more creative and witty commentary. Wish me luck.