Friday, June 25, 2010

Theories

My own personal theories on why inspiration, ideas, and epiphanies hit people in the shower:

Theory 1: The government wants us to be smarter, so it puts nanoparticles of genius in the water. Drinking it won't suffice; you have to be covered in it. Hence, when you take a shower, the genius particles bombard you and you have strokes of genius. This one isn't very likely.

Theory 2: The Lack Of Distractions. Usually, there's so much stuff to pay attention to. iPods, the Internet, TV, people, notebooks, interesting wall hangings, the sky, and on and on and on. But in the shower, there is not much to look at. I mean, really. Tiles. Soap. Shampoo bottles (which don't make for very interesting reading, trust me). Your own body, which isn't very interesting. So you're basically forced to THINK, and turn all that attention inward, which is BAM when inspiration hits.

Theory 3: Autopilot and the Art of Zen. Ok, so I admittedly don't know much about zen, but here's what I do know: When you "zen out" (which is probably not what it's called) you just do something without thinking about it. In this case, that something is showering, soaping, shampooing, etc. You're used to doing these things, so you don't have to think about them, leaving your mind free to wander and stumble upon ideas and such.

Theory 4: Clothes make you stupid. I don't know how or why, but they do; when you're naked in the shower, you're brain is free to think good thoughts.

So. There you have it. Four reasons, some serious, some not, about why ideas strike in the shower. Believe whichever you will.

The Name: An Explanation

(This blog post brought to you by "What Is Your Secret" by Nada Surf)

I feel as though I should explain the name of this blog.
"Wandering" implies that I travel a lot, which I don't; I meant it more figuratively. Honestly I was just trying to think of a name that meant "The Rambling Writer" (which, funnily enough, never actually crossed my mind until now) and I've always approved of alliteration (see what I did there?)

So, back to the point: "Wandering" as in I wander away from the point of a blog, "wordslinger" as in I toss the English language around willy-nilly until a few words sound nice together and I type them up into my shiny blog.

Friday, June 11, 2010

An Interview with Myself

So I think that a good first post on my brand new shiny empty blog would be an interview with myself. I used to do it (supposedly) annually on my old blog, and I remember being rather amused by it, so here goes.

Me: What time is it?
Me: 7:27 a.m.

Me: Why are you up so early?! It's summer!
Me: Well, self, I unfortunately can't miss any
more days of school, and have to go today and half of Monday. But even in the summer I do generally enjoy getting up early (IF I wake myself up and no one else is awake.)

Me: Want some tea?
Me: Of course!
*Goes off to make some tea* (No but really.)

Me: What kind of tea did you make?
Me: English Breakfast! Mm!

Me: Ok, so now on to the good questions: Who was your first crush?
Me: The Pink Power Ranger

Me: List five things you'd need to survive if left on a desert island.
Me: Not a question, but alright. Um, a 3 subject notebook. A box of cootie-free pens. A Swiss Army Knife. One of those little firestarter things. And...a volleyball.

Me: What song is currently stuck in yo
ur head?
Me: Song For The Painfully Indie by Tom Milsom, because I just got his cd. Yay!

Me: Favorite picture?
Me: This one:
Me: What writing are you currently working on?
Me: I'm sort of planning for the Summer Writing Challenge with my friend Alli, in which we write a story a week all summer. Sort of.

Me: You're about to be late for school!!!
Me: I honestly do not care at all. It's the next to last day.

Me: Still, you should probably go get ready.
Me: True enough. Until next time!