Clean Slate. Moving Forward. Maximizing Synergies.

This is post # 987. That doesn’t mean I have posted 987 times; it means there are some 40-odd drafts that will never be posted. I am thinking, to get to my 1,000 post goal (goal post?) by my birthday next week, I will need to do something with these drafts so that they are exposed (but not read, because they got left in draft for a reason) and then post 13 real posts before next Tuesday.

The Cheeseblog: Arbitrary Deadlines A Specialty!

So here, in reverse chronological order dating back to 2004, are the titles of my draft posts. These poor souls will never see fulfilment, never see Paris, never see the fame and glory of their published siblings. However, having been so revealed, I can move steadily, purposefully to the goal post (post goal?) by next week.

My Drafts: A Short History

People Suck, Part The Infinite
Wherein Monty Python Writes My Life and I am Coasting on Fumes Till the Holidays
Snows and Blows and Circus Clowns,
Things I Bought on my Lunch Break other than Lunch,
Alphabet ,
Recent Books I Have Read or Discarded,
History,
Saturday,
Things I Have Been Doing Whilst Not-Blogging,
Business,
What’s Nice,
Trees,
Hate Hate Hate,
Crossing the Line,
Point Taken,
This is How it Goes,
Here Be Animals,
Self Esteem,
The Dark, The Dark,
Grumble,
test,
8,
I Know What You’re Saying,
Can You Tell My Ass from Coldplay?,
Sweet Baby – Week 29,
Combination Lock,
1 PM. CBC Television. ,
Y’ever Just Wanna Say, “Hey, what is this happy crappy?”?,
A Love Letter,
Friday!,
No Matter Where You Go,
Community,
Stephen Joseph Harper!,
Daytime Nighttime Pick A Bale of Hmmm? What’s That You Say?,
Awash in Nostalgia, I Sputter & Splash ,
12 week Bittersweet,
Assorted Discoveries,
To the people in the radio,
OH. Hi.,
Coinciwho?,
Awesome,
In Which I Share my Dreams With You and Everything!,
Tangentally Yours,
Wherein my only resolution is to write more & what’s the point of resolving if no one can hold you to it?,
I’m All Choked Up,
It’s a Good Thing I Find Myself Amusing,
It Bears Repeating,
Well. There it is.,
Test,
Stupid Let-Me-Down TV,
Two Tier Policing?,
Just a small town girl ,
Tips from the Tipster, or, New Feature That Will Last One Post Only!,
In Brief,
Many Times I’ve Wondered How Much There is to Know,
Post #395,
Let’s Give it Up for Kamloops!,
My Burrito!,
Hoes and Coke,
I Have the Wrong Pants on.

On reading them over, I find it strange, in an “aren’t I just the oddest duck?” sort of way, that when I write anything else in the world, be it e-mail, short fiction, poetry, essays or letters to the Editor, I write the title last but with blog posts, the title comes first, often to the detriment of the post. Especially with posts that never quite get their wings. The title I chose has, in a few of those instances, killed the post before it even had a chance to take a breath.

Back to work today. Thrilled beyond belief to see what exciting and innovative things have happened during my absence. Monday resolution: be less sarcastic.