Explosive

Once again, I've allowed my passion;blabbing away to my hearts content about whatever floats my boat, to be benched by the chaos that is my life at times. I honestly believe that my head would roll off my shoulders if it wasn't attached to my neck and my heart would follow suit sauntering  naively  away if it wasn't compassionately held back  by my rib cage.The good new is that because I've been on this little mental vacation the flood gates have opened and I'm oozing thoughts. So many in fact that I might do some of what I like to call bomb writing or rather "bomb blogging". Bomb blogging and yes the terminology is MINE but the idea itself belongs to every writer ever in existence. It's when you have so many ideas that you cant afford to write down because they won't have the same organic visceral effect as the whole 'from the heart out of the finger tips' feel, so instead of running  myself ragged trying to remember every sacred little detail of what I'd like to express. I just take each idea I had stored in my mind during whatever disaster of epic proportion kept me away, and blog about them one by one I'm  until  I'm typed out. Or until there is nothing left but the carnage of unwritten word. It's quite miraculous actually, I've only bomb wrote once before and it was in a private journal not  in anywhere public so the world can read it. Regardless,the technique is more than a bit of wordy fun, it truly works. As of late, I've been using my phone to blog, for the simple fact that it is exceptionally handy and easy to use when you're on the go (which I normally am) but for some reason there is something very soothing about the click clack of a keyboard. There's something to be said for the strong-minded individual who takes the  deliberate time out to sit at his or her laptop and type so evenhandedly. Well anyway, I'm sure that' what ever happens from now will be a wonderful experience. We'll have to wait and see.