Last night my husband and I played beer pong with a few friends after his long strenuous day at the golf course soaking up the sun rays and indulging in several cold beverages in the afternoon heat. Yes, I AM in my thirties. Yes, I AM aware of how juvenile beer pong is. And yes, we played it anyways lol. At about nine o’clock(ish) our friends went home. Being the party animals we really are, we decided to watch a movie and top of the start of our alcohol content with a few shots of FireBall. Classy!
Needless to say, my husband passed out early leaving me bored with a damn good buzz. Naturally, I decided to pick up my latest and greatest project because my creative energy was flowing through me like a river. The alcohol filled Niagara of ideas was all but flowing over. I sat at my laptop and let my fingers go to town. Every part of me just knew, with out a doubt, that I had created something EPIC!
I went to bed drunk and satisfied!
Then I woke up……
And this was me……
Whatever it was I created was a far cry from epic! Actually, it was more like a disgrace! I made an effort to correct a few lines through my pounding headache and flipping stomach, but once I realized that the entire thing was far from fixable, I decided to stick with the read and then quickly delete method.
Three pages. I wrote three pages. That’s all. At the time I was convinced that it was a game changer. Honestly I don’t think I’ve ever been that excited about my writing… Like ever… Apparently drinking Didi has a horrible sense of creativity, grammar, personality concept, plot development, or really anything that makes sense… At all.
I think I’ll chock this one up as a learning experience and move on with my life lol.
Lol! I feel like I write better when I’m drunk 🍹🍻😜
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Haha maybe I woulda done better if I’d have stopped at a few 😉
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ROFLMAO!!! 😂😂😂
PRICELESS! 😉👍
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Haha right?!? 😂😂 lesson learned
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Hehehe
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Hilarious 😂
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😂😂
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Just as bad as drunk texting lol
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Haha yes!! I’m the worst at that! 😂😂 idk if you remember having to tap out the letters???? Drunk texting was horrible then!!
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Oh yes lol – I won’t give you my number 😀
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Haha that’s probably for the best 😂😂😉
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lol maybe down the road just for laughs 😊
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😂😂
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Haha, I think every writers experienced this at least once! Words to live by, for sure. 🙂
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Haha yes!! Live and learn 🤔😂😂
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As a very novice blogger, I had the same thoughts a few weeks ago. I was convinced this is the way to go. Pinot and a Pen I thought. And so we learn. LoL!
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I guess some of us have to learn the hard way haha… at least it was fun trying, right? LOL
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
HEAR, HEAR! QUALITY WRITING DOTH NOT COME FROM ANY BOTTLE!
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Had me smiling, happens to be sometimes. Mine is worst since I actually post it in the blog believing is brilliant obviously. The next day I have no clue what I wrote and when I read it…..jeeesus, again the blog is called Crazy Life so I figured to just leave it. Who cares at this point….my point that is not for all.
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😂😂 definitely leave it! Adds character 😉
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Sorry, can´t. Just me. Why do you think I´m called a Priest and the blog called crazy life….
character..telling that to an ex soldier? A master poet? A….. shussssh, I already got you, dinner for Friday at my place, 8 p.m sharp.
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😂😂😂🍻
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