Starting this Taurus horoscope piece
So I sat down at my messy kitchen table Monday morning wanting something fresh for my astrology series. My coffee tasted like mud, but that didn’t stop me from firing up YouTube, thinking maybe some July tarot readings would spark ideas. Ended down some weird cosmic rabbit hole about Jupiter transits messing with bull energy. Not sure I bought it. Didn’t matter though – got me motivated enough to start typing.
Gathering Taurus intel
Dug out my dusty astrology books plus three different horoscope sites, spread them all over the floor. Could barely see my carpet. Flipped pages like crazy, comparing July predictions for Taurus. Saw Venus retrograde popping up everywhere. Thought okay, this has gotta be the headline drama. Took my yellow highlighter to scribble key points about career friction coming up mid-month. Phone kept buzzing with texts but I threw it on silent.
The actual writing struggle
Typed “Taurus July” at the top then just stared at blinking cursor for ten minutes. First draft sounded like robot trash. Deleted everything. Started over using bullet points:
- Money stuff: Unexpected expense around 7/15? Jupiter says stay calm
- Love life: Exes popping up like zits during Venus mess
- Health tip: Shoulders gonna ache from stubbornness
Added some sass saying Taurus folks might wrestle family over grilling choices 4th of July. Laughed at myself wondering if anyone actually uses horoscopes for barbecue planning.
Final touches
Reread that mess Tuesday afternoon. Cut two paragraphs of planet position jargon – nobody cares if Saturn’s in some house. Added an emoji next to each section because readers eat that up. Had my roommate check it since she’s a Taurus. She said “yup that sounds about right for my stubborn ass” so I knew it passed the vibe test.
Throwing it online
Copypasted everything into my blog CMS around midnight. Hit schedule button with greasy pizza fingers. Felt kinda proud though. These cosmic weather reports? People live by ‘em. Got up Wednesday to 37 shares already. My Virgo buddy messaged “where’s mine?” Classic.
