Write Like Nobody’s Reading.

I am loathe to describe my current struggle as writer’s block. Because for a start I would then be labelling myself a writer, a title which I do not feel totally worthy of just yet. I am therefore suffering from what I call ‘Waffler’s Wall’.

This is a picture of a wall, in case you are unfamiliar with them.

My waffler’s wall has come about not from lack of crap to write about, but rather a sudden realisation that people read the stuff I post here. A combination of being a finalist in the BiBs and passing another page view milestone has somewhat discombobulated my normal mind set. I am second guessing myself. I am suddenly concerned with writing what the reader wants to read, what is worthy of the moments you have granted me in your life?! It is getting me nowhere. Where once I would dash off 100 words on the wonders that are the hairs in Zooey Deschanel’s fringe, I am now worrying that that isn’t good enough.

Well feck that game. I am mentally slapping myself firmly about the chops. Writing whenever the urge struck, and about whatever I was thinking about at that moment got me this far, so why start considering my creativity more carefully now!!

Rather than imagining you all naked, which would be distracting as you are all SO RUDDY GORGEOUS, I am going to imagine you are not there at all. Which you didn’t used to be, and probably won’t be again if I continue my navel gazing for any length of time. (Tho my navel is fascinating, a small place for the tiny dead bits of me to dwell til flicked out by a finger.)

So today I offer you these thoughts which occurred over the weekend:-

Is the occasional green crisp in the packet safe to eat? Someone once told me the green bits in potatoes are arsenic, which now I come to write it down, does seem an odd claim – so perhaps it is one of those hangovers from childhood that is just bollocks, like if you chew your hair you will get a giant hairball round your heart and die. Must google the arsenic/potato thing and find a definitive answer.

Why is Boris Johnson likable? Even I like him, and I hate him.

Watching Mock Of The Week (which it is fondly known as in my house after the teen accidentallyΒ called it that, it is also ALWAYS said in a bad Irish accent. It may be just us that does that.) I discovered a thing exists called Traffic Light parties, where you colour code yourself depending on your ‘availability’ . This brought 2 thoughts almost simultaneously to mind:-

1) Thank Jehovah I am neither young nor single, it sounds like a positively HIDEOUS idea for a party.
2) I might employ the colour coded clothes technique with my kids. ‘Um. Helloooo?! Can’t you see Mummy is wearing Red, that means I am currently unavailable….’ I do not own ANY green clothes unfortunately.

Anyway…..

Love Miss Cisco XXX

p.s. turns out green potatoes ARE poisonous. Well. According to neurotic people on the internet they are, and who am I to question their authority….

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23 Comments

  1. Kara Guppy
    June 17, 2013 / 9:28 am

    I Love your posts – never fail to bring a smile to my face!!

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 17, 2013 / 11:28 am

      Thank you πŸ™‚

  2. June 17, 2013 / 11:24 am

    Ha, I come from the opposite side – nobody reads me, and I write (or try to, and always fail) in a way someone once described a band – a kind of glorious noise being played like you’re in the Albert Hall, when in fact you’re at the 12 Bar, or something. Bad paraphrasing there.

    You get my drift πŸ™‚

    We were talking about the hair thing last week – AND swallowing chewing gum and it blocking your insides. Ah the things we were told.

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 17, 2013 / 11:27 am

      I love the 12 Bar, so much more intimate than the Albert Hall. Course nobody ever asked me to play the Albert Hall, but I imagine it is a shit gig. Can you die if you eat enough hair? Probably….. πŸ™‚

    • June 17, 2013 / 11:40 am

      I’m not willing to try the eating thing. Anyway, would it count if you’re vegetarian?

      πŸ™‚

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 17, 2013 / 11:50 am

      Only if you kill the hair owner first!

  3. Suzanne Whitton
    June 17, 2013 / 12:29 pm

    Someone recently told me that if you get into the finals of one of the blogging conferences, you may then feel under pressure to constantly ‘perform’ and end up not knowing what to write….basically what you said. Stick with the waffle Sonya, you seem to be doing something right! I have no clue what I’m doing – how the hell did I get into the finals again?!

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 17, 2013 / 6:53 pm

      Ooh am glad its a proper thing, not just me being barmy for once!! You got in the finals by being fab of course, and I got there by being odd! πŸ™‚

  4. Kate @craftsonsea
    June 17, 2013 / 7:05 pm

    My blog is a lot smaller than you and I’ve still been having the same thoughts as you recently. Stupid that as soon as your readership goes up a bit you start panicing that you might be doing something wrong rather than being pleased that you must have been doing it right until now. I’ll be cheering you on in the BIBs though, all be in from the comfort of my own home ;o)

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 18, 2013 / 8:15 am

      Your blog is so not smaller than mine, you double shortlister you!!Am relieved it is not just me starting to question herself, what a right pair of plums we are!! WISH you were going πŸ™

  5. SarahMummy
    June 18, 2013 / 6:26 am

    Your readership is so high because everyone loves your random witterings. So keep them up! You are pretty much unique as far as I can make out and that is a good thing.
    Must invest in some red clothes…

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 18, 2013 / 8:16 am

      Uniquely odd, yes, that is my selling point. Peculiar! I own red, just no green, how my children wll struggle without me….

  6. Older Mum
    June 18, 2013 / 6:47 am

    I would like to correct you – you are a writer! I think all bloggers go through a version of this, I know I have on several occasions, so I took a break of a couple of days, dusted myself down and then just cracked on. You have become so popular and everything you have written so far…. so there is simply no reason to change it! X.

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 18, 2013 / 8:17 am

      Thank you, and yes, am mentally giving myself a telling off and getting on with it! πŸ™‚

  7. June 18, 2013 / 9:46 am

    Heh heh heh πŸ™‚

    1. I’ve always eaten the green crisps and I’m fine. Oh…
    2. Boris Johnson is incredibly sexy, and that’s coming from a lifelong Labour party supporter
    3. *bites tongue and does not make comment about how once a month I wear big red pants and that means I’m unavailable*

    I’ve hit a wall a few times, had mini crisis and mini crisis of what I should be writing about when all the time the answer has been staring me in the face: whatever you like. People love you Sonya and will therefore love whatever you write.

    Unless of course you start posting recipes for Kitten Stew…

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 18, 2013 / 11:13 am

      but kitten stew is soooo tasty…..I am a lifelong veggie, but if I was going to revert to eating dead stuff, it would definitely be kittens!

      Thank you for your kind words lady! πŸ™‚

  8. June 18, 2013 / 10:21 am

    What a great post, it certainly made me chuckle! πŸ™‚

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 18, 2013 / 11:13 am

      Thank you πŸ™‚

  9. Older Single Mum
    June 18, 2013 / 8:58 pm

    I’m quite new here but enjoy your ramblings. You’re still very Rock’N’Roll really πŸ™‚

    • Sonya Cisco
      June 18, 2013 / 9:08 pm

      Only a smidge, and thank you for your kind words, and for reading! See you on Friday x

  10. Kath Bee
    June 19, 2013 / 1:35 pm

    I’d always avoided green crisps and then I heard on the radio that the green itself isn’t toxic, but its a sign that the WHOLE potato is! How on earth can you tell if the crisp that isn’t green used to be attached to a bit of potato that was green??

  11. June 24, 2013 / 6:49 pm

    You write, people read – therefore you are a writer. Maybe not a professional writer but a writer all the same. My first visit so saying hi x

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