Whew … this is a lot harder than I thought it would be. When I first stared this blog, almost a year ago, I did it kicking and screaming. My publicist said it was critical to do a blog if I wanted to have any success whatsoever in attempting to sell my book. I explained to her that I don’t do blogs. I never did one before and I wouldn’t even know what to talk about every week if I did. Her response was simple – just do them. And while you’re at it, set-up a face book account, twitter account, and design a web site. I was almost ready to quit before I even got started. Are you kidding me? I just wanted to write fiction. I’m not exactly a marketing kind of guy.
Well, it’s now been exactly thirty-nine weeks later and I’m still at it. How do I know it’s been thirty-nine weeks? I know, because I’ve written thirty-eight posts for my blog. This blog is number thirty-nine. I’ve entitled it, ‘Writer’s Block’, because frankly I’m at a complete loss as to what to discuss this week. There have been no new movies released that I’ve gone to see. I’m still reading George R. R. Martin’s latest book, A Dance with Dragons (quite the marathon), and I haven’t gone anywhere of significant interest to discuss. What in the world am I to write about?
To dictate the subject matter for this week I had to do my best to determine what exactly my blog represented. This puzzled me, because I never gave it any real thought. I was forced to do it and now that I’ve been writing for some time, I’ve actually come to enjoy it. But what does it represent? Is it a blog about reviews? Is it a blog about books, music, writing – what exactly does this blog represent? To be frank I have no idea. I like to consider myself somewhat of a renaissance man, so I don’t want to be pinned down to just one topic.
I was taught long ago that you don’t ever discuss religion and politics – that is unless you’re ready to go into some hotly debated conversations. I don’t like confrontation. I didn’t want to offend anyone, so I decided to keep my blogs light hearted. I like to be entertained, so I assumed most others did as well. I like to read, write, and create. These are the subjects I feel comfortable writing about. I also love to travel, watch films, and record music. These are subjects that I am willing to discuss. And although I’m a huge, and I mean huge football fan, go Giants, I’ve done my best to keep sports out of the topic of conversation. There are enough sporting sights and blogs, etc. to vent your frustrations over your team’s weekly performance. This is not one of those sights.
So where does this leave me? You know, my goal from the start was to write one hundred blogs. Will I make that goal? I don’t know. I’d like to think so, but I’m going to need a lot of inspiration to get me there. So if you’re out there, and I know you are, and you feel a subject needs to be covered, let me know about it. I’d love to hear your thoughts. I’d even be willing to let you be a guest blogger for my sight. Lord knows I could use a week off. On a side note, I’m still waiting for a certain screenwriter to make a guest appearance (very talented). You know who you are, don’t make me call you out.
That stated, I’ll leave you with this interesting story. Did you know that one of the best Beatle’s songs ever written was about this very subject. That’s right, ‘Nowhere Man’, written by John Lennon. Apparently after hours of trying to write the lyrics to the music and coming up with nothing, he gave up. He then lay down in bed and the words instantly came to him. He then sat down and wrote all the words to, ‘Nowhere Man‘. I guess the moral of the story is, don’t force it, let it come to you and when you’re ready, sit down and start writing. You never know what will come out. As for the blog for this week, I guess I’ll write about … hmm. Well how do you like that? I just wrote it.
* Due to the economic struggles being experinced aorund the world and in the markets, I thought I’d bring some light-hearted humor to help ease you into the day. Below is a fictional conversation between two billionaires. The first two people to correctly identify our speakers will receive a free signed copy of my book. Enjoy.
Good to see you buddy, how long has it been?
Not sure, quite some time though. I saw you in the news the other day … nice suit.
Oh yeah, which one? The MK II, or the Mark III?
Couldn’t tell you, but it was bright, shiny, & red. Great way to get noticed … like you need the attention.
Look who’s talking, mister, I just pulled up in a Lamborghini. By the way, who was that super model by your side?
No way – you and the cat? You dog! How long?
I don’t know, been on and off for a number of years now. We’re just good friends.
Friends with benefits, am I right.
Grow-up. How about you? I thought I saw something about you and Danvers getting back together.
Yeah, she’s simply marvelous, full of energy, isn’t she? Nothing serious, but she does have her perks – gives new meaning to the mile high club, if you know what I mean.
I’m sure I don’t and there’s no need to explain yourself.
You’re loss. So where’s your little protégé, Robin was it?
He ventured off on his own, I’m going solo now.
No offense pal, but I think you’re better off. I never understood his need for stating the obvious under times of duress. Holy this and holy that. Must have driven you crazy.
A little annoying, yes.
By the way, who dressed that guy?
Personal choice, I suppose. A little too flashy for me.
Yeah, yeah, I know, all black, all the time. You might think of adding some color to your wardrobe. Nice tux by the way. You want a drink?
I don’t touch the stuff, and frankly, neither should you.
Hey, I don’t tell you what to do in that man cave of yours. Lord knows what you’re looking at on that computer, don’t judge. So how’s the portfolio?
Tell me about it, Europe is killing me. First the Greeks, then the Italians, these guys need to get their act together. The market’s up one day and then smacked down like a joker the next.
I thought you’d appreciate that. You still hanging with that Cub Scout, Clark?
Hey, he’s a pretty super guy, don’t bash him. Speaking of Cub Scouts, how’s that goody two-shoes all American doing?
Steve? He’s chilin. He’s trying to form some new club. He feels there’s a pressing need to avenge a lot of wrongs going on in this world. You hear about this occupy Wall Street?
How could I not? Protestors are squatting right next to my building. I wish I knew what they really wanted so we could end this thing and send everyone home. It’s looking more and more like a social gathering than a cause. It makes keeping the streets clean, well difficult … would it kill them to take a bath?
I hear ya pal. By the way, who’s getting your nod for the republican’s nomination? Let me guess … pizza man?
Ha, good one. No, the man can’t be trusted, too much baggage and a poor memory. Frankly, I don’t care much for the whole lot of them. Won’t matter though, I can’t see them winning anyhow.
I agree, party’s a mess.
By the way, you have anything to do with the withdrawal of our troops? If so, nice.
Well, I don’t like to take all the credit, but let’s face it, I did give them enemy number one on a silver platter. Pakistan, go figure.
Took them long enough.
Agreed. I always thought they should’ve just given me the assignment long ago. I mean who knows the area better than I do? Am I right? Any who, I got a thing. Good to catch up with you. Try and stay out of trouble.
Very funny, you do the same. Give my regards to Jarvis, good man.
Will do. Tell Alfred the same. And hey, if you see Diana, give her my number. She can lasso me in anytime. She’s wonderful.
Fat chance on that one. She likes the honest ones.
Well, you can’t blame a guy for trying. Hey look out there, I think you’re being paged.
No rest for the weary.
Amen brother, until next time.