When Life Gives You Lemons

It’s said that if you want to be a writer, then you need to read writing that is good. I suppose that if you want to write a blog, you should read blogs that are good, but this is assuming that anyone wants to write blogs anymore, anyway, as they’ve fallen a bit by the wayside in this age of ascendant listicles and clickbait. Which is fine, because I’ve written so little in the past year and some change that nobody reads this anymore, anyway.

But I’ve got some ideas started – contributing to a comedy site run by a friend, plus I’ve gone back and re-read some of the stories I started awhile back. There are hints of pitches and plot points whispering in my brain, and in order to really figure out what they want, I need to flex my writing muscles again. In a way that isn’t a scoldy corporate e-mail, I mean.

I also caught up on a friend’s blog (I almost named her, but then I realized that I still call her what I called her in high school, and now that we’re Grown Up Ladies in Our Thirties, that’s probably not how she wants to be known). If I want to write then I need to read good writing, and her blog, LemonsEstate, is very good writing. It isn’t snarky or thinkpiece-y or topical. It’s quiet and mindful and made me realize that I am very bad at returning my friend’s text messages (although to be fair, unless you’re AT&T reminding me that by bill is due, I’m bad at returning everyone’s text messages).

About erineph

I'm Erin. I have tattoos and more than one cat. I am an office drone, a music writer, and an erstwhile bartender. I am a cook in the bedroom and a whore in the kitchen. Things I enjoy include but are not limited to zombies, burritos, Cthulhu, Kurt Vonnegut, Keith Richards, accordions, perfumery, and wearing fat pants in the privacy of my own home.
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