Here’s an interesting thought (born of curiosity and desperation and also a product of a suggestion Abbey made some time ago):
Why don’t you (yes, you), the reader, tell me what to write about? Because I am, quite frankly, running out of ideas.
A lot of this has to do with the fact that I live under a rock (albeit a very pretty one). I have no television. I have no radio. I subscribe to no newspapers. I only turn to the Internet to check my email, upload posts on my blog, and untag myself from the latest series of pictures on Facebook. I rarely go out, and when I do, it’s to go to the church next door, to the grocery two blocks away, or, on very special occasions, to the restaurants and cinemas two corners and one U-turn away.
What all this means is that, on a regular basis, I have very little exposure to the outside world—with all the breathtaking inspiration it’s supposed to provide supposed writers like me.
(My friends, aware of this intense isolationist tendency, occasionally send me text messages to apprise me of the world at large. It was through this network of compassion that I discovered the deaths, days after the fact, of Michael Jackson and Cory Aquino—among many other momentous events. The only other times I’m remotely plugged in are when I travel and take the latest copy of the Economist with me as light and durable reading material. Reading the bloody thing from cover to cover is like getting a crash course on global current events and provides enough material to sound clever at six months’ worth of dinner parties—almost none of which I attend anyway.)
So given that I’ve cut myself from the hyper-abundance of the world’s sensory extravaganza, I suffer, at times, from a dearth of ideas. To address this problem, and also to check if you (yes, you, the reader) really do exist—and it’s not just my Dad or my Mom clicking my link three dozen times between the both of them—send me a message on what could be an interesting thing for me to write about.
Or, and this idea sounds even better, write to ask me for advice on something.
Just be prepared not to take what you get.