Showing posts with label Running Down Hill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Running Down Hill. Show all posts

Thursday, September 30, 2010

NO idea what to write.

Starting this has taken me a lot longer than I had thought it would.

Seriously, how hard can this be?

But it doesn't hurt that I have this whole "Julie and Julia" vibe going on in my head. And if Amy Adams as a fictionalized version of a real life blogger can do this, then a fictionalized version of Zoe Claire as a blogger can do it....

Maybe I should promise not to use tons of ellipses....or parenthesis ( ).

Maybe I should only talk about movies, my love.  Cinema Claire
Or my cats, my masters. Squeeky Speaks, Elvis is Alive
Maybe I should talk about this stoopid idea I have to date again. Dating Again, Really?
Or what being a condo owner is like. Glorified Apartment Ownership

I could name the blog...Mental Pause and talk about hormones.

I think I will call it Running Down Hill, Mostly because it feels exhilarating and terrifying and because it is full of momentum and skinned knees.

Ok, here I go.