Y’all, I’ve been stuck! 😩
Oh, pardon my manners. Hey, Stars!✨ How’re y’all doing? I miss interacting with you on here. By the way, you should totally follow me on social media!
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I apologise for being MIA. I was… Let’s just say it’s not been intentional, okies. So, I have a small gist for you 😉
You know the thing about being a Personal Blogger is that we believe we can do, say or write just about anything. And truthfully, we can.
Sometimes when I share a personal experience or angle on an issue and I get lots of comments in agreement with my stance, I wonder if my Stars are people of like minds or y’all just agree with me because, “Well… It’s her blog!”
Tell me, is that what it is really? Are we really kindred spirits or you people just indulge me? ‘Cause I know for sure that my sensometer (sense meter – see what I’m saying about writing whatever because we can?) isn’t that full, or is it?
Okay fine, don’t answer that. I just wanted someone to massage my ego.
So, earlier this week, I was telling a baby girl (hi, Ibukun🥰) how I think I suck at writing. Actually, I know I suck.
Fun Fact: I HATE writing but, I loveeee blogging.
People I’ve told this to find it hard to accept there’s a difference, but there really is. I believe a writer is someone who writes (Gelax Einstein… durrr🙄) and follows the rules of writing. You get?
But as a blogger, I, Bolaji Gelax, sort of converse more than I write. I mean if you’ve been following my blog and you ever meet me in person or hear me speak, then you’ll see that there’s little to no difference between Gelax the blogger and Gelax the… well, blogger.
Okay, now I feel I’m rambling. Please tell me you get what I mean (or not) in the comment section. And yep, that’s exactly what I would say if I were speaking to you one-on-one, without the comment section bit, of course! LOL
Phew! Now I’m wondering what the essence of this blog post is 🤔 because honestly, I can’t remember. Which is another thing I do. I start a conversation, I digress, then digress again in the middle of the digression and by the time I realize I had digressed, I’d apologise to whoever is listening, try to remember why I started the talk (I always mutter “My mind is blessed” under my breath), apologise again, attempt to wrap up the conversation with whatever comes to my mind and oh, then I finally remember what the talk was supposed to be about.
It’s absolutely crazy!
And if you haven’t noticed, I just did the same thing with this post you’re reading… Heheheee.
See what I mean? I am just a bloody (personal) blogger and that makes me amazed that you, my dearest Stars, read my posts, engage them and return to read some more. Because, what is this mess?!
Oh, now I remember what I wanted to say with this post. I’ve been experiencing writer’s block for almost two weeks now and I thought writing about the block will help me break free. You see…? I could have just said that from the beginning of this messy post but no, I forgot, rambled on and on about whatever and only just remembered. God help me!🤦🏻♀️
And now I’m really curious as to how people who listen to me speak cope with this chaotic me? Honestly, y’all are the realest MVPs!