
I have absolutely nothing to write about
Three months into this daily writing endevor and I’m finally out of things to say.
There are absolutely no thoughts I can transcribe onto a computer screen and share with the world.
There’s no way I could write about Jeff Bezos being the richest man in the world for a hot second. My guess is he got wind of the news and decided to celebrate with a flourless brownie from Whole Foods. They still made him pay the $13.99 even though he owns the place.
Oh, I could try my hand at coming up with a list of words that rhymes with Declan:
- …
- …
- …?
Yeah, no use trying.
I could write about my son stuffing all his toy animals in his training potty but that’s disgusting.
I could write about my love for Hamilton. Or how excited I am to cheer on James Conner as a Steelers (and Pitt Pather) fan. But no one wants to read about that.
I could pivot and try my hand at short story writing: There once was a character who overcame a big obstacle and became a hero. Nevermind, it’s too abstract, and short.
I could dabble in political commentary. All I need to do is include the words “Emails” “Russia” or “Obama’s fault” in the headline, I’m sure I could get a couple reads that way.
But what’s the use? It looks like my daily writing streak is over. I’ve been beaten.

