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Sunday, October 28, 2007

Come out! Come out! Wherever you are!

Yes, I admit it, my blogging has slowed down quite a bit. But, it appears that my counter is still logging visitors. Quite honestly, I'm both astonished and humbled to know that so many people stop by. People are knocking at my door and I'm not even answering. Which makes me a pretty lousy hostess. Not to mention a very rude one. I apologize. You know the old story.....I would have baked a cake if I knew you were coming. But,honestly, I don't bake. I'm not good with any activity that requires precision. Following directions is just not my thing. And, of course, there's also the whole LapBand lifestyle thing---I'm not eating cake. So, no cake. Put away your fork.

That brings me to this question----what can I give you when you stop by? Okay, okay.....I will come clean here---I need a little bit of proper inspiration. Yes, me--the girl with the gift of gab who has a seemingly endless supply of stories---I'm having a little dry spell---writer's block. Plus, of course, I want to be a model hostess. I aspire to be the blog hostess with the mostess. And, I'll own up to it---I'm a people pleaser. There's no shame in that, is there? Wanting to make people happy or more comfortable or wanting to enhance the lives of others is a good thing. I'm sure of it.

Most people tell me they stop by my blog just to see what's going on, to find out how I'm doing, to pass the time or to get a little bit of entertainment. And, that makes me happy. But, I often wonder if there's a person or persons out there who truly needs to know more about something---anything. And, they keep coming back to see if they can get it and find themselves leaving empty handed or worse yet--uninspired. And, that makes me sad.

You see, I'm a writer. Not a writer-writer. I mean, I don't get paid to write. I just write. So, that makes me a writer. And, sometimes we writers are so entrenched in words and how they sound and how they make people feel, that we get a little freaked out when good words don't spill out of our fingertips. Why, just last night, my very talented and sweet 20 year old nephew sat across the table from me and said "Aunt Judi, I wrote an outline for a book." The boy is smart---he knows how to get my attention. He labored over the outline. But, he tells me that he hasn't been able to start writing. Now, an engineer--like my husband--doesn't get it. An engineer figures that if you do the outline then the rest is easy. But, a writer gets it. My nephew's mother---my sister---said that maybe he should go to a writer's commune. Sounds nice. But, even if he did go to a writer's commune (or whatever they call those places where you just lock yourself away and write), if he could not find his "place" in his mind then he might as well just listen to his ipod while he's locked away in the commune. Which, come to think of it---that's what most 20 year olds would be doing when they're just hanging out--whether they're at a writer's commune with the most promising bards of our century scribing away in the adjacent rooms or if they are sitting in their bedrooms while their mothers cook and their fathers mow the grass. It's about living your life and finding inspiration in the moments of your life that are the most rewarding---to a writer.

This whole inspiration thing is a fickle thing. What will inspire me or my nephew or any writer to write? And, even more importantly---what will inspire us to write something that will actually inspire others or will make a difference in their days (or even their lives!)? These are the very questions that quietly speak to me. It's not like I walk around thinking about this all day. No, no. I do many other things. I don't peer around corners and think "now, there's something inspiring, I have to write about it". Although that very thing sort of happened the other day. A dear coworker and I took a quick little jaunt during our lunch hour into one of the more seedy neighborhoods to run an errand. And, right there, within plain sight--I witnessed a drug transaction. A young man was standing in the doorway of a boarded up store front. An older man crossed the street, approached the younger man. The younger man handed him something. They exchanged a few words and then they both vanished. "Look, it's a drug transaction!" I told my coworker. "Wow, I would have never caught that! You can write about that in your blog!" she exclaimed. Quite honestly, I wasn't inspired by it. More than anything, I was terrified by it. We got out of there pretty quickly. But, as I reflected on it---it wasn't the actual drug transaction that stayed with me in any important way. It was my coworker's reaction. I was touched that she sees that side of me---that part of me that finds stories in moments that other people don't capture. She gets it that the daily---sometimes mundane, sometimes exciting----parts of life inspire me. Which brings me back to this whole best blog hostess thing. I really want to know what you come here to read or to find. Oh, yes, I know.....I'm getting way too pretentious here....actually asking something of you! As if I have readers! (I'm having another Carrie Bradshaw moment!!!) But, honestly, a writer's dry spell is different than let's say a football player's dry spell. It's not that you can't write. It's just that you can't write. It's not a lack of motivation or skill. It's the inspiration thing. Motivation and inspiration are 2 very, very different things. And, sometimes there's so much in your head---so many words are swimming around in a writer's brain---that the inspiration can't break through it all. You feel like you have sooo much to say. You don't know where to begin. You need clutter control. It's like you need one of those organizational professionals to come to tell you what's important and what's not. I think that maybe what's plaguing me. That and the fact that I really do want to make a difference. My LapBand journey and the changes in my life have inspired me greatly. Plus, I feel so blessed that this blog is actually read! Now, I don't want to sound corny or big-headed here but now that I have your attention--I really want my journey to somehow inspire you. Even if that's not possible---I want you to walk away with more than what you came with. That's where YOU come in. Ask me some questions. No, no, not like a Dear Abby thing. I want to know what you want to know. I want to know if you want or need to hear about what I am eating. Or, if you want the gory details of how they filled my band. Or, maybe you are curious about specific changes in my life because of the band. Or, maybe my ramblings about my life and times as a banded person---regardless of how non-lapband oriented they are---is what you came here for. Whatever the case---let me know. Maybe I'm looking for purpose along with that inspiration......
My journey......it's not all about me. I don't want to travel alone. Hop in.

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9 comments:

Daffodil Hill said...

Judi, girl, your blog is a hit with me no matter what you write about! I love your hysterical perspective on things. Just write about whatever is going on in your life, your memories, your projects. Write it and we will come. : )

Anonymous said...

Jufi,

Don't be silly, we want to know EVERYTHING and then some! Your blog is a favorite for me. And I miss you when you don't blog. If you are not blogging because you are not inspired then let us know and we'll send in our groovy questions. (are you really up for that?) I don't believe that you for one minute that you are not inspired. BullSHIT! There's not a day that I have known you that you have not been filled with creativity, energy and inspiration. Your head and your heart work different than anyone else on this earth! And that is what we so love about you! You silly girl! SO put on your big girl pants (ha!ha!) and just tell us what YOU want us to hear. Like your friend who posted here before me said--write it and we will come. We love you Judi!

How 'bout them Steelers?
Jen

Anonymous said...

How do you like your new name~~Jufi?
Oops, that last beer must have went to my fingers! Ha!Ha!
Jen

Anonymous said...

Judi,

How about some recipes of things for us LBers who are not creative cooks or gourmets? Maybe once a week you can have a blog with recipes you've tried and you like. Anything that would help us would be good. But don't really change it completely.
MariB

bigbandedbob said...

Judi,

How about some pictures? You know what I like!
Don't ask if you don't want to know.
Bob

mary jane & jo jo said...

Hi Judi,
It has been a wee bit since I posted but I always check in. Your blog is A++++ just the way it is! You need to post more often so we can read more! I like it because it isn't the same blah, blah, blah about diet and sugery stuff. I like the idea of recipes that MariB suggested.
MJ

Anonymous said...

Hey there Judi!

I think you're the best LB blogger out there. We get enough preaching and stuff from doctors and if we need hard core LB info, we can look on the web. Recipes you tried might be good but don't stop posting your usual stuff just for that. It's that you are a normal person who is just out there like the rest of us. And I always think you are a fun person. Sorry I don't post more but I do read always. You are a wonderful writer too.

Eve Lackner (August LB group/from McCandless)

Anonymous said...

I DO want to know what you eat. Why can't you eat cake? Can you drink wine. Do you still cook for the family, can you eat takeout? Is nooky better? Does your belly hurt and do you throw up at all? I want to know......

You're doing awesome.
Lucy

Anonymous said...

Come out! Come out!

I'm already out, and it's good.

cheers,
guess who