Here we go again... Project 52 | Week 1

Pause. Dream. Begin.

I’m starting this up again with wild abandon.  As of right now, I have no special theme that I’m following, and no grandiose ideas to guide me each week.  I’m just beginning.  Because truthfully, if I thought about it any longer, I would be in danger of just not doing it again.  And I wasn’t about to let that happen.

We’re already two weeks into 2012, and I kind of feel like I’m late to the P52 party.  Most of my colleagues are getting ready to post their P52 Week 2 posts, and here I am struggling to get week 1 up in cyberspace.  That’s okay though, right?  New year, new rules- isn’t that they way it goes in your house?

When I finished 2011’s Project 52, I said I was going to take a few weeks off to think about my next project.  Well, I didn’t.  Sure, I took some time off, but I didn’t think about what I was going to do next.  I truly only thought about it when people asked me when I was going to start my blog again, and then I would give my signature response of; “Oh, really soon.  I already know what I’m going to write about.  I have the picture and everything.”  I wasn’t really lying- I did have the picture, but I didn’t have the words.  The words are the hardest part of this for me.  I’ll read through different blogs daily, and so many times I wish I could be as articulate or that I too could write blogs that people would devour and spit back onto their Facebook walls.   Sometimes I feel like David Sedaris in Me Talk Pretty One Day (If you haven’t read this book, go get it.  Unless you don’t like laughing), where everyone else is speaking french fluently and I’m piecing sentences together using a thesaurus and a dictionary.  Choppy Sentences ripe with grammatical mistakes are my favorite.   I used to write beautifully.  A few years ago I found my Senior Thesis in the attic and I read the first page out loud to Tock.  I have no fucking idea what it said.  I used words that I can’t even believe were in my vocabulary.  I used semi colons appropriately and didn’t use a single dash –because I knew the correct way to punctuate a sentence.  I was a great writer.  Now though, I’m just a writer.  But if you’re all okay with it, then I’m okay with it.  I’ll keep creating this blog until it becomes a chore for me –until the magic is gone and the words and pictures lose their luster. Until then…. Enjoy.