LABOUR OF LOVE

Let me be brutally frank. Writing a blog is a labour of love. I set myself a target of posting one piece of creativity a week. I also don’t limit myself. As long as it’s creative, and it’s by me, then up it goes. I also track my posts to see which one gets the most hits. To date the most read was the short story about Joe the shadow boxer. It had a nice message so maybe that’s why. Surprise, surprise – the second most popular was the poem about shagging Cameron Diaz, a real hit there. Least popular – skittle knife fight and my Thirteen expose.

What can I garner from these findings. Perhaps that people want a feel good message and a well written laugh. Or maybe that they don’t have the time for long travel logs into music. Or maybe that some weeks are slow and others not. I don’t really know. My job is to post one piece of creativity a week. This is how I challenge myself. Sometimes it’s easy, and sometimes it’s not. When it’s easy the words flow and I feel unstoppable. I get that piece of creativity and do whatever I want with it. When it’s slow, however, I feel worthless. The piece feels like its mocking me. It’s weak. It’s sickly. It has flaky little pieces coming off it like an old wall.

I know when I’ve let myself down.

So, is this the piece of creativity for this week you ask? Did I let myself down? Maybe, but it took time to write and I felt I got it. Is it inspirational? No. Sorry. Coming up with fresh inspiration all the time is hard. You want inspiration – say ‘I AM MAGNIFICENT’ a hundred times and then look in the mirror. You see how beautiful you are.

Labour of Love, by the way, is an album by UB40. They liked the name so much they released Labour of Love II. If they release Labour of Love III, however, I won’t be buying it. If you’re always in labour you might forget to love.

Next week - a poem about the problem with now. Or an anecdote about how I danced naked with supermodel Kate Upton. What a conundrum.