It's not the lack of stories - just being around people and experiencing any waking moment gives me ample blogging fodder. And that happens even without using any artistic licence to decontextualize things! As proof in the past week I have had 3 or 4 blogging stories ready to go:
- My recap of the Toronto trip - the city of high on customer service and low on the homeless
- How a child's broken leg will influence customer service, both from professionals and casual observers
- The Accession of Knowledge (the unwritten part II) has also been rumbling around and is looking to get out for blogging review
- The drunk bus passenger, who apparently was on his way to school for an exam
But nothing seems to have been written. I have been working on another writing project, which has sucked all of my blogging time up. With these stories already outlined in my head I couldn't help but think it would be nice to just have some blogging intern that I can give the verbal point form outlines to and have them crafted into true prose for the readership. Think guest posts with a crib sheet!
Even though I hadn't posted this week, somehow the interns haven't magically come calling. Maybe I'm not famous after all...
I guess it's back to the literary trenches myself. At least I can take solace that as a one man show, I don't have anyone to boss me around and I don't have to do performance reviews for my underlings. There is always a bright side to things when you look really really hard.