It feels like forever ago now, but I once wrote a whole blog post out of all the beginnings of my rejected blog post ideas. I liked it so much the first time I did it, I've decided to do it again. Some of these ideas don't terribly suck, but never materialized into much, and some of them are really terrible, but are fun to laugh about. In no particular order, here are another 10 writing prompts I decided to can (and the reason why, just in case you couldn't figure it out on your own).

"I feel like I constantly have to validate why it's okay to be single." This is still a blog idea I very much support and believe in, but there's no way to write it without sounding like that girl that's trying too hard to convince everyone (and herself) that it really is okay to be single. So there, I said it without elaboration, I'm surviving and thriving on my own until I find someone worth not being single anymore for.
"I wish I liked people more." Yup, you guessed it, this stems from rejected blog post #1. It's really easy to be happy being single when there are a million reasons / excuses to alone. It's hard for me to find someone worth ignoring all of those reasons and actually be with, especially if they don't put in 100% effort.
"Sometime success is hitting your monthly metrics, and sometimes success is just not throwing up on your keyboard." I genuinely thought I wanted to write an entire blog post about the day I went into work super hungover on a Thursday and thought I deserved a medal for not vomiting on any of the equipment. Thank god hungover me was too hungover to put more thought into this one.
"Sara. Party of One." The only reason I haven't written about this yet is because I'm saving it for the title of my autobiography. Coming soon (in probably about 50 years). Stay tuned. And please don't steal my book title.
"The flight from Burbank." On second consideration, this could still work. I flew in a plane that was about the size of a Honda Odyssey with wings where all the passengers seemed to be friends. It was weird.
"I don't understand The Graduate." The only real problem with this topic was that one sentence was really all I had to say about that.
"The shallowest post on As Told Over Brunch ever." Well, this post is written, but not published because it's a whole post about hair. I get a lot of compliments on my hair (it's straight, naturally highlighted, and grows really fast), so I wrote a whole article about it. Let's just say if you ever see that post, it means I was desperate for content.
"Poems never mean anything." And then I continue, "Sure, it may sound like it means something, but at the end of it, that's it. It's a lot like life. If you boil it down, yeah, you may feel good while it's happening. But when it's all over, none of it mattered anyway." That's some heavy shit. I must have documented that one while laying in my bed, drunk on a rainy day listening to Bon Iver and staring at the ceiling alone.
"Planes on the ground look like orcas." Deep thoughts really hit me on the fourth plane in five days. And then I read a book about Southwest and realize that I'm not the only one that thought that, and they literally once painted a plane to look like an orca. And then this topic became dead to me.
"Tyson's customer service." I also have a lot to say about this, but it happened around the EZ-Pass debacle, and I thought griping about two companies in short succession would bore people. But my main thesis about Tyson's is that I don't think they even read my comment, and that bothers me. They just sent me some free chicken with the same problem. But then again, I have a hard time whining about free Tyson's chicken.