Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Beat Writer's Block Now!

Hey, get a load of me – I’m writing again! Just seconds ago I wrote the feisty, fear-nothing heading “Beat Writer’s Block Now!”

Riding a wave of fresh momentum, I followed that heading up with the rousing opening sentence “Hey, get a load of me – I’m writing again!” Some bloggers and Tweeters pounced on the line, calling it “self indulgent,” “childish,” and “a desperate cry for attention.” Let them snipe all they want. I wrote it, I’m glad I wrote it, and by writing it, I’ve sent this message to the vile nemesis of writer’s everywhere: “Writer’s Block is a Big Fat Crock!”

Wow. Okay. I have to admit something. A few minutes went by after I wrote “Writer’s Block is a Big Fat Crock!” and before I wrote the words you’re reading now. Okay, 20 minutes. That’s the problem with writer’s block: It can sneak up on you. In fact, it can strike even after you’ve written something as rhythmic and triumphant as “Writer’s Block is a Big Fat Crock!” It can strike especially after you’ve written something as rhythmic and triumphant as “Writer’s Block is a Big Fat Crock!”   

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Ode to Grilled Cheese


No need to reinvent the wheel,
grilled cheese is the perfect meal.
Take some bread and toast it lightly,
Soon you’ll want to do it nightly.

What’s for dinner? I’m begging, please:
Grilled cheese! Grilled cheese! Grilled cheese!

Making it is no big deal,
eating it makes grown men squeal.
Melt a brick of swiss or cheddar,
soon you’ll feel a whole lot better.

Shout it from the tallest trees:
Grilled Cheese! Grilled Cheese! Grilled Cheese!

Add tomato for some zing,
batta-boom, batta-bing,
A glass of milk, some chicken noodle,
it’s like it was when you were little.

Gush the words out like a sneeze:
Grilled CHEEESE!! Grilled CHEEESE!! Grilled CHEEESE!!