I’m not one for New Year’s resolutions.
I mean, right?
But I was aware of the fact as I wrote Fitfy 49:49 that my 2017 theme was quickly winding down. I’ll probably only post once more in that theme.
So, what now?
I thought about resurrecting The Yes Game from 2016. It was a little underutilized in its time, but I worried slightly that it would open a Pandora’s Box of fuckery for me. I have enough readers that know me personally that I could see people basically daring me to do things and invoking TYG if I blinked.
Like I need my friends throwing me foolishness like this to try to manipulate me.
Hashtag: try it
So, I’m leaning toward something fresh.
What are your thoughts on a theme that extrapolates on my $20 first date rule?
Maybe I could commit to 12 entries over the year…I bet I could trick a dozen people into keeping their clothes on the first time we meet. On the one hand, it kind of skews toward relationship failure in 2018, presuming I won’t have a lot of second or third dates this year.
But on the other hand, you know I was going to write about them anyway, so it’s kind of a gimme.
Twenty-eighteen started with an ingrown toenail and what I’m imagining must be a hemorrhoid, why not embrace the pain and write about my datesasters? I’ve kicked around a couple of theme names:
Dating Into Oblivion, which is a subtle play off “fading into oblivion”. I think dating in what I’m going to consider a second run through my 40s – call it a reboot – could easily be seen to have a lovely view of an apocalypse.
Fruitless was my other thought on the theme. Because: Gay + Old + Single = Fruitless
The last reason I’m liking this idea is because after taking a pass at NaNoWriMo last year, having 10-plus 2000 word essays on first dates sets me well upon my way toward that 50000 word NaNoWriMo goal. I’m thinking 30000 words would leave just enough room to provide any potentially necessary debriefing about those elusive second dates. Most likely debriefings in their own right, right?
Who’s got a thought on this?
Bueller?
Bueller?
Essays do not a novel make. I already pissed off my other older gay WP writing friend by accusing him of writing like a 13 year old girl and filling his work with minutia when he could do great things. Compile the dating disasters, as long as they read like Dave Barry or a Robin Williams/Billy Connolly playlist, issue them as a collection. The $20 dates or whatever. Then take your time and talent and write something beyond Social Media brain pudding, a task you are well qualified for. I see all sorts of potential in your stuff from a Gay Private Eye (The Gay Dick…sorry, couldn’t help it) scouring the Pac NW for bad guys. A sort of gay Spenser. The sidekick repartee would be worth the price of admission. And talk about a niche…Jesus, you could own it.
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Oh, sure. Feel free to come around my page and throw down gauntlets! 😂
Thanks for the reality check and encouragement.
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I don’t know if I’ve read about $20 date rule.
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It’s just for first dates…coffee, *a* drink. Just to feel out the sitch.
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Oh yea that makes sense. I use coffee because I can bail early if it’s a non-starter
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