Ish is the best word I can think of to describe the days I’m in. Lots of things started, but nothing finished. Fitting that -ish isn’t even a finished word. I need to find the Fin for my Ish. Its as if I’m perpetually preparing for a yard sale that I’m never going to have. So I put junk in a box to save and it sits there, waiting to be sold or thrown away. But I lack the motivation or inspiration or courage to take care of it. So it remains there in the box, idle and useless.
To be more specific, I have lots of ideas swirling around in my head like soup. They are organized-ish because they are at least in the bowl. But soup doesn’t get the point across. I read in a book recently that the job of a writer is to make a bouillon cube out of bouillon. Backward, impossible and precisely, painfully true.
Hi Emily. I completely understand. It’s the weather (except for the past few days) that has gotten me down, unmotivated, and wanting to just stay in the bed!
well, I think it depends on the type of writing you do. I like to think of writing on my blog as making beef stew out of my bullion cube life.
everything is relative.
love, dana and daisy
YOUR writing is a nice, tidy bouillon cube. Mine is like jambalaya.
Im really relating to your ish feelings. I have to write reports for a job I have had for 15 years – and I am so done with it. I am bored and unmotivated. I also have so many goals for my schooling efforts with the kids, but nothing seems to get off the ground. I end up grabbing a diet coke and watch another episode of Lost.
I can relate! Must be the life of a mom… nothing ever done… and what was done is now un-done! My husband started working a noon-9pm job (praise the Lord for the job!!!), and so it feels, even though I am up at 6am, like my day starts when he leaves for work… then a couple hours later the kids get home from school… I am all out of sorts, with no routine, and not accomplishing a lot. So I guess now I can say I am feeling rather -ish-ish!!
Amen sister! You just described my life. I feel like most of the time it’s a big glob of unorganized mess…actually soup sounds nicer than a glob…but mine feels more like a glob. I’ve had to start coming to terms with the fact that life isn’t clean, and if I really accomplished everything that I think I should be accomplishing I’d be dead from exhaustion…or at least really snapish and mean to my son. So take a deep breath and embrace the -Ish….the -Ish is the essence of life. Besides, if everything was fin-ished, what on earth would you do with yourself?
take heart, my friend. even your “fuzzy-ish” writing is beautiful. it will come.
ME TOO!!!!! I’m so “ish” that I’m almost just “sh.” I’m sure that made no sense, but I feel like if I can get a break that it’ll be here. Thanks for giving us some words, even if they are only half words.
Wow, Emily I feel so similar. So many things – thoughts – that I want to express and then when I sit down to write – I struggle to put it all together.
I will be praying for you because I know that God has a plan for all of those thoughts he’s swirling around in your head! I love you!!
i so understand!
Yup. I get that. I go to the sea. It clears my head a little. Lovely picture!
Oh, how I know this “ish” of which you speak. The “ish” that reserves just enough wiggle room to squeeze my way out of a commitment if necessary, the “ish” that keeps my projects and plans written in pencil instead of pen. The “ish factor”. So much to say about that one. Thanks for packing it down into “cube form” for us…
Get rid of the junk. It’s liberating. Don’t save for the yard sale if it’s bothering you. Donate or just throw it away – whether it’s physical or mental junk. Prioritize and remember your passion. You can do it!
You’ll be happy to know that in western New York state (south of Buffalo), “ish” is a word that is synonymous with “ick.” Kind of describes how you’re feeling, no?
can’t wait to hang out with you ish tomorrow.
I am nothing if not ish. Somewhere between the bouillon granules and the cube. Boullion crumbles perhaps?
Sincerely & Always Relating…
The Scooper
I think it all has something to do with it being April. There have actually been studies done that the phases of the moon, the sunlight or shifting of something-or-other (like how technical I am???) alters our moods and can really put us in a pea-soup, murky, uninspired funk. That boullion cube will form in no time. Hang in there — I know exactly what you’re talking about!
Oh, my son puts that at the end of his words all the time.
Can’t wait to see what you are up to – what’s going on in your little brain and what kind of writing and thinking and photography ideas are brewing-ish!
Love and miss you!
I was just going to comment about your – ish, but I am typing as the Tar Heels are receiving their trophy and my boys are screaming, so I guess that helps my ish a little right now.
So well put! When I get -ish, I return to the basics: 10 or 15 minutes a day of sorting through a box or drawer or shelf or room. Baby steps until I get back in the swing. I’d never heard the bit about making a bouillion cube out of bouillion. ON TARGET!
So glad it’s not just me. Must be something in the atmosphere.
I’m hoping it will soon pass.
Be happy-ish instead.
I am getting my house ready-ish for MASSES of company for Easter. Like yesterday, I organized all my books by color. Because it seemed important at the time. Unlike the 6 loads of laundry that need to be put away. Must find my FIN today.
Great post!
I know EXACTLY what you mean. With my blog, with my job (with the Worship Team at church), with my family…soup…just one big pot of soup!