Why blog?

13 Mar

I color-code my closet, organize my CDs alphabetically and think geometrically.

My mind is a vast waiting room of ideas. Some sit patiently, quiet but alert and watchful. Some snooze and snore while others jump up and down impatiently, sometimes body-slamming into the walls or tripping over too-large feet of the sleepers. One skinny fellow whips his head forward and back, fish-mouthing words to music pumped straight to the brain through his smart phone; those sitting nearby can hear buzzed distortion escaping his orange foam-tipped earbuds. When a 6-foot fully realized concept in pink camo emerges through a frosted-glass door, shoving cat-eye glasses up her nose while she stares intently at the clipboard in her hands, bedheads snap to attention. Mass inhalation. Silence. Ideas rush the door without waiting for their names to be called. Pushing against each other, some fall to the floor and are trampled and crushed by frenzied half-formed thoughts, hangers-on, floaters, determined one-trackers, pure geniuses and the hydras.

Some ideas never make it into the sunlight. And that’s a good thing. Others do. That, too, is a good thing.

This blog is one of the ideas that made it out, a bit wrinkled and fuzzed but intact. I’ve been thinking about it for about a year, making notes, figuring out what I would say and how I would say it. Now, 23,000 words later, I’m ready.

With Life Untelevised, I want to tell stories — from my perspective and life as a journalist, writer, teacher, entrepreneur (new!), animal lover, nerd, introvert, crafter, daughter, sister and friend.

The stories are the thing — there is no agenda, no religious or political or philosophical message I intend to send other than what comes out in the stories.

The stories themselves? They could be about …

* The crazed editor who literally stomped on my work in the middle of the newsroom.

* A personal conversation with Wal-mart mogul Sam Walton.

* Simone the rat-killer.

* The aftermath of being laid off.

* My great-uncle Arthur Hunnicutt, an actor nominated for best-supporting actor in 1952. His relationship to Alvin and the Chipmunks.

* How I came to love Lemmy, warts and all.

* Going crazy many times a day … gas leaks that aren’t … the snoring home invasion scare ….

* Preparing for a zombie apocalypse.

* Writing without writing.

* Firing people.

* Pigs.

* Starting my own business.

* Boob cramps… and more.

Oh, I’m going to have fun with this. That’s the thing … that and the stories.

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6 Responses to “Why blog?”

  1. Cheryl Jones March 13, 2011 at 7:59 pm #

    I look forward to reading all of them and more. Congrats….

  2. Laura Cartwright Hardy March 13, 2011 at 8:40 pm #

    Nice. Very nice.

  3. Cary J. March 14, 2011 at 1:11 am #

    Yay! Looking forward to reading more!

  4. Cici Davidson March 14, 2011 at 2:54 am #

    Rhonda, I am so impressed by what you are doing … You are a beacon. I can’t wait to read more of your writing. I am in awe. Love you!

  5. Sonny March 14, 2011 at 1:37 pm #

    Genius stuff, Rhonda. Like Cici, I am in awe. Your writing is so fresh, creative and full of energy. I wish I could write like you.

  6. Rex Ray March 15, 2011 at 11:43 pm #

    Always pleasant to read a blog written by someone who can actually write. Totally unsolicited compliment. I don’t even know you, live in Arkansas, nor am I female. OK I graduated from Jacksonville High School and Arkansas State University and I know Cici Davidson well, but hey, just sayin’

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