How I Slacked Off Writing for Associated Content?

No I did not get some fam- tab-u- lous writing gig that is so great and awesome that I just can't be bothered with Associated Content. I have been sittin' on my fat butt eating Bon Bons not doing anything productive as far as writing goes. I added the Bon Bons for emphasis, you know the little melt in your mouth bits of ice cream. Really it has been Ben & Jerry's ice cream and pretzels. Do you see how I have lost my focus? Who am I kidding? Keepin' it real, I haven't been doing much since my husband has been laid off and at home with me helping lighten my load. In fact I have taken my heavy load and plopped it right in the middle of his back. I guess that would be equivalent to an elephant strapped down to his body. Hell that is the same feeling he would have if my big ole' behind was strapped to his back as well.

I have taken the situation and just ran with it. I am a stressed out home school teacher of 5. I been cookin' and cleanin and breakin' my back for ages. Cut me some slack. So Mommy Dearest fell off the wagon for a minute, okay for months. I think about writing articles everyday. Does that count? I say okay no more fooling around this is the day you do research and write an article.

Facebook First

When I first began writing for Associated Content I lived and breathed its exciting essence. I enjoyed the tip tap tip tap sounds coming from my lap top's key board, but something unexpected happened. I got distracted. I found Facebook . Facebook lead me to all the friends I did not know I had and all the friends from my school days. Okay so what is the big deal right? Get on Facebook then check your emails and get to writing for Associated Content. Wrong?

I began staying on Facebook. My lonely, loner, life awakened. I could not get off. The addiction set in like a vicious craving for a whole pan of melt in your mouth brownies in the middle of the night or like sneaking the children's Sour Patch Kids candy and leaving the bag empty with only sugar shavings left in the corners. Oh..... I have never done that. The disease hit me like a thief in the night. The fixation heated my body like a warm blanket on a cold ass dreary night.

I began having connections with people. I shared poetry with a new friend I went to school with but never really knew. His attention and admiration for my writing stroked my back. It made me plain and simply feel good. I needed this. The reason my addiction was so out of control was because for 5 years almost I had not really talked with anyone outside my 5 children and husband. I was mentally wounded and I picked up where I left of in the world. It felt so damn good.

I found a writer who wrote for popular magazines and who was on a high rated New York radio show. I became so excited realizing I knew or was at one time affiliated with brilliant exciting people who traveled the world and had babies and just made me laugh so hard. Yes I know that Associated Content has the same type of wonderful people, but the difference is these people knew my face. When I read this guy's work, I felt that I did not measure up. I was writing shabby, chic', shit. I wrote just for my audience minus myself.

I went on this mind adventure writing poetry for the first time and writing a few articles here and there. You know a little sprinkle into the mix trying to find the inner Rana Wiseone. I would come back to Associated Content like a lady just coming back from maternity leave. I would write harder and stronger and bolder and with more big words. Oh Honey, cut the crap. I did absolutely nothing. I suddenly abandoned my Associated Content friends. One content producer in particular Kofi Bofah. I watched my email pile up with Kofi Bofah has been published. Just in case you did not know again Kofi Bofah as been published. Which meant Kofi was writing his ass off while you my friend stood by on the sidelines. I gotta catch up. I gotta write. No I gotta go to Facebook first.

Well I won't say that I am back on track. I just don't know if I will ever write the way I did at first for Associated Content. I want to but it is so damned hard to find my way. I am like a drug user, trying to get that first high. The first hit I got from Associated Content Readers.

My advice, of course I have advice, is to stay focused. Have a goal with bustin'out, crankin' out, diligently typing out articles for Associated Content and stick to it. Do not allow social distractions to take you away from meeting your goals and continuing your passion to write as you please for Associated Content.

Well as for me and my addictions, Facebook has pretty much worn off. My poetry buddy had a new edition to his family and our poetry jam sessions dwindled away. I have talked to everybody I ever wondered about and given them all my writing juices and humor. My new addiction is the Sims Real Life game. I promise I am going to call a rehabilitation center right now and join the ranks of Associate Content again. I am giving our relationship together a new start.