I write. That is what I do. I interpret what
I see, no what I feel – then I spin it through the wash cycle, toss it in the blender, rip it up and then paste it all back together. It’s messy, sometimes slightly inaccurate – yet very real. More real to me than the keys under my fingers….
Some situations have come up recently that make me cringe….i want to explain, shout out WHAT I MEANT but who am i talking to? The person I’ve known since grade school? my crazy neighbor? -yeah, I said it, hi neighbor :) ….one of my writer friends? a complete and total stranger from cyberspace? I don’t know, and really don’t often consider the who. It is addressed to “you” but…. it’s more to me, for me…
it’s a place to throw thoughts in order to make room, and put things in line in my head. Honestly, when confronted with something I have written, you may have to take my hand and physically direct me to the page….I probably won’t remember unless prompted.
***case in point, part of my day to day work life involves coming up with several fashion articles a day…one was declined yesterday because it was too similar to one I sent in last year…oops. I had to go back and look, yep, they were most definitely right….still a good article even if I did not recall writing it…
Comments on a blog post I wrote earlier this week (ownership) was another indication I really need to work on this area.
***note, for the record, I was not the least bit upset or offended by any comments made at the wake, funeral, or anytime before or after….was just making an observation in the blog post and hoping everyone would remember to think first-talk later.. as a general rule….
it seems I need to think first-and then edit-edit-edit…
***note, also for the record, I probably will not work on this area. I will continue to stick my foot in my mouth and make bizarre (you know, in light of reality) statements…sorry in advance.
.thank you for reading along,
I really do appreciate it.
everything is there, but objects are closer
– farther, uh, different – than they may appear
SO. if you are trying to “read between the lines” –
consider this fair warning
You are at a disadvantage.
I do not, nor ever will, color between the lines
(snarkiness sprinkled with…)