Blogtember, I got roped in

Wednesday, September 04, 2013

Oh crap. Another monthly blogging challenge has been brought to my attention.

Blogtember: should I or shouldn't I?

The official month of September blogging began only yesterday, but as much as I loved the Blog Every Day in May Challenge, I was super burnt out by the end of that month. And sometimes I found the topics less than inspiring, so blogging actually felt like a chore.

And really, I feel like the last thing I need is another commitment. But I am a glutton for stress and built-in writing topics, so let's give this a go.


Day 2: If you could take three months off from your current life
and do anything in the world, what would you do?

Okay, Blogtember, we're off to a good start; I like this topic.

I like this topic because coming up with an answer took absolutely no time. 

I would write. I would write my brains out. I would wake up at the crack of noon, brew a pot of tummy-friendly light roast coffee, sit at a desk and write a book. 

I know, I know. I'd take 3 months off of my life to work, how inspiring. 

But I'd make it interesting. I'd hole up in a quaint little town in France or Italy where the language barrier would prevent me from having to actually talk to anyone. The only communication that would take place between myself and the townsfolk would be when I show up to the local pizzaria and point to my mouth and make "Nom! Nom! Nom!" sounds.

Everyone speaks pizza. 

And I'd drink a lot of wine. Believe it or not, I write really, really well when I'm buzzed. Alcohol taps into the farthest recesses of my brain where I store my best adjectives and most clever vocabulary words. What's "totally" when I'm stone-cold sober becomes "wholly" after 2 glasses of a finely aged pinot noir.

So when you see that some of my best writing is posted at 10:00 a.m. on a Tuesday, don't judge me. 

And when a robust red isn't providing me with the inspiration I need to draft the next great American novel (which is ironically being written in Europe), I'd travel the countryside and tour castles and other breathtaking architecture.

And I'd learn where these places are actually located on a globe. 

And I'd hit a few wineries. 

And eat my weight in cheese. 

And learn what cheese gets paired with what wine because "I wonder what this brie tastes like with this wine!" is a great excuse to keep swilling.

And then go back to my hotel and pass out. 

And somewhere in between all of that, I would write a humorous, classic tale with a strong, but awkward female lead that will be so compelling and endearing, people will spend the following centuries wondering if I based the character on myself.

And her name will be Brie.

Seriously, that sounds like the best possible life I could imagine for myself: carbs, wine, and words. Just let me pack my husband and beagle in my suitcase, and you may never see me again. 

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1 comments

  1. This sounds like a perfect 3 months :) I need to check out Blogtember!

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