My Keyboard Is Hot Lava

From mid-March to mid-June, I was posting almost every single day. Ideas were popping up in my head on an hourly basis. I always had something up my sleeve. My arm. I always had something to write about next.

Everything flowed from my brain to my fingertips. I didn’t have to think. I just had to sit in front of my laptop and my body would take care of the rest. I was on autopilot.

During that time, I became really close with a bunch of other bloggers. We would have our daily conversation in the comments section and take turns making each other smile. It was fun. It was comfortable. It was always a highlight of my day.

Then life got in the way and I published two posts in the span of two months. I had hinted that I would be taking a break from blogging for a bit, but I thought I would post more than I did.

I never anticipated that people would care. I never thought that if I didn’t post something, someone on the other side of the world would feel like something was missing in their life. I never anticipated receiving comments and emails from bloggers, asking me where I was and if I was okay.

Honestly, that was pretty cool. I’ve always believed that the blogging community is different and that proved it to me.

Trust me when I tell you that for the last two months, when I wasn’t posting on a regular basis or even reading other blogs, it was eating away at me. I felt terrible. I felt like I had left the dinner table and stormed out the front door.

You’re all picturing that right now, I’m sure. Don’t worry, the dinner wasn’t anything special. If it was, I would’ve finished eating first, then stormed off. You all know that.

If you posted something in the last two months and normally receive a like or comment from me, and didn’t, well then I’m sorry. I was ignoring you. It’s not you, it’s me. That line applies here, right?

That being said…I’m back.

Three people are cheering.

I am so anxious to start blogging again.

Except, I have one small major problem, and about 65 minor problems. I’ll spare you the minor problems. The major problem is I don’t know what to say. For the last ten days I’ve been trying to think of something to write about and all I could muster up was one post.

After I published that post I felt like a kid returning to school after being away sick for a week. You all know the feeling. Everyone stares at you and makes it sound like you just missed out on the best week of school ever. Oh, and you have a lot of homework to catch up on.

I hate to admit it, but it might take me a while to get back into my blogging groove. I’m lacking ideas. I’m lacking witty quips. I’m lacking inspiration. I have an overabundance of perspiration, however.

Was that a witty quip, or the truth? Both.

Just when I think I have something I want to write about, I get to the part where I actually have to start typing and nothing comes out. It’s as if my fingers think the keyboard is hot lava. Just my luck. Who put hot lava on my keyboard?

I’ve been gone for so long and now that I’m back, I can’t produce anything. It’s frustrating. You would think that after two months I would have a million ideas. I don’t. I just don’t.

And I know there are people who are dying to read new things from me. And by “people”, I mean three, maybe four.

I’ve set the bar so unnecessarily high for myself when it comes to this blog. My goal is to make every post better than the last. I put that line on my About Me page so it must be true.

Hopefully I can find a way to remove the hot lava from my keyboard so my brain can once again pump some high quality comedic ideas from my brain to my fingertips for all of you to enjoy.

Until then, have some patience, eat some pizza, and allow me to stalk your blog posts from the last two months!

And for those of you I know in real life, who aren’t bloggers but still read my blog…HI. Leave a comment some time. It’ll be fun and hopefully awkward.