I attempted to
start today’s blog a couple of hours ago, but gave up, as I was in the
middle of what would be best described as a ‘food coma’.
This was thanks
to an exceptionally large lunch, coupled with two glasses of wine, which practically
knocked me out. Thankfully, I’m gradually emerging from this digestion-based
lethargy – though it’s still slowing down any creative impetus.
(This is why I’m over-compensating with my vocabulary.)
I have a couple
of ideas for material that I want to get into vague shape before meeting up
with Glyn to sort out this week’s Mostly Comedy. I hoped to do this today, as
this always makes me feel less pressured; I like to start the week with a rough idea of
what we're going to do. I put together a rough slideshow the other day, but looking back
at it now, I'm less convinced it's funny.
This is probably due to tiredness. There’s definitely a point in the day after which it becomes more difficult to write.
It may still be
comedy gold. I’ll go back to it tomorrow and see what I think.