So this past week, thanks to basically working in a giant petri dish, I ended up with a lovely combination of illnesses.
I will spare you all the grisly details, let's just say that I have a much more accurate count of how many tiles are on my bathroom floor than I did a few days ago.
|Me For Four Days|
What resulted was the most ADHD and delusional group of non-sequitur ideas I think I have ever produced.
Here are some of the blog post ideas I actually wrote down:
"Write about feminism and stuff."
"How does cheese exist? - Answer: Because it's amazing!"
"Write about why the 'Fantastic Four' isn't that fantastic."
"Do gerbils dream?"
"If I can't do the Can-Can, does it become the Can't-Can't?"
"Why bedsheets that get all twisty are evil."
"Cheese" (Nothing else, I just wrote the word "cheese" off on the side of my notebook.)
"Why Pringles are superior chips for single people."
Needless to say, I think it's a good thing I didn't write "Life is a Circus Run by a Platypus" and "Life is a Pirate Ship Run by a Velociraptor" while suffering from a fever of 100 plus degrees.
So, here's your writing tip of the week: If you are really, really, delusion and sick, writing is a bad idea (unless you write surrealist literature, then go right on ahead!).
What have been some of your best/worst ideas thought up while sick moments?
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