Writing Target Practice

Tried to write that perfect post. Ha. If there is such a thing.

Tried for a funny post. Giggle giggle. Tripped on the way in. Nobody laughed.

Tried for an educational post. Got as far as Cervantes and realized I was tilting at windmills.

Tried for the shocking post. The shards of attention working their way under your skin. Painful little sentences.

You know tried a bunch and kept coming back to not bad. So so.

and hesitated.

Like sighting a target. And not sure I would make the shot, lowering the barrel and squinting out to the range.

Undecided.

Pop pop pop.

Hits and misses.

And certainly no bulls eyes.