One of
the great things about blogging is you get to be creative as you
want. One of the bad things about blogging is you can also acquire a
mean case of writers block. That last one is what I have been going
through for the past month. One mean case of writers block. But
thanks to my good friend and follow blogger, Leanne Shirtliffe~ironic mom, my blockage is healing much better. If you have never
read her blog before, I would suggest you pop on over and check it
out.
A few
weeks ago she posted about two young fellows using a word that one
would never expect for them to use. Thanks to that post, it gave me
an idea to get my creative juices flowing once more.
Today
I am going to take a word and see how much I can write about that one
word. This might be interesting. If it works I will give full
credit to Ms. Leanne. Since this is the first time I am doing this I
will keep it simple. Leanne, I hope I do you proud!
Ready?
Here
goes
I
think I'll call this “ For The Love Of A Pig”
What
is love?
Where
does love come from?
What
is loves purpose?
Love
serves me laughter, like foamy bubbles tickling my nose.
Loves
taste is bitter sweet.
Love
starts out cold.
If
left alone love becomes lukewarm.
Love
comes in many shapes and sizes.
Love
is powerful. It gives me the strength of 10 pigs.
Love
is hurtful. It can bring me to my knees.
Love
can make me sick.
Love
can also make me happy.
A shot
of love can brighten even the darkest day.
Wait a
minute...
Did I
use the word “Love”?
Damn
it!
I
meant to use the word “Beer” This is great, now I screwed it all
up. Sorry everyone, sorry Leanne. I guess I need to go back and try
again. I guess I'm not fully recovered from the blockage. Good
thing this isn't a homework assignment.
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