Unenticing options for the future of Chopped Liver
So, I'm struggling to determine how I can keep Chopped Liver compelling and relevant, now that the high drama of my family's ordeal has subsided. Not much to say anymore: Joe and I are both healing, slowly, daily, just trudging through the boring course of predictable recovery. Do my readers really care if today I knit 12 inches and read two chapters of Saving Fish From Drowning? Is it newsworthy that the final hold-out bandage fell off to reveal my scar at last in full? Could you care that my abs hurt a little bit more today than yesterday, following an aggressive two-hour outing with my Mom to the mall? There is no story here, really.
So what do I do with this blog from here? I posed this question to Philadelphia-based friend and philosopher John M., who said matter of factly, "Well, you'll need to decide whether your next post is going to be about the latest episode of The Bachelor or about the State of the Union address."
Eeesh. I think I'll try to stretch the liver-related stuff out for a while.
In January 2006 I successfully donated half my liver to my brother, Joe. This blog began in November 2005, when I was just a hopeful donor candidate, and continues today as a vehicle for sharing my experience and building community among past, current, and would-be live organ donors and transplant recipients. Thank you for stopping by. All content on this blog, including images and text unless otherwise cited, is copyright (c) 2005-2007, Becky Waller. All rights reserved.
In 2007 I founded the Greatest Gift Foundation, which provides information and support to living organ donors throughout their transplant experience. I'm in Minneapolis, when I'm not traveling the country meeting with transplant teams. Contact us at email@example.com.