The only good excuse for doing nothing is that you're a "writer"...who can check? So. I'm a writer....
This is an identity that is great for me....totally suits my needs....
Thus, I am writing.
I gotta say, I am impressed with Doctorow....every time I pick up another of his books, I am blown away. Good job, I'd like to say. Good job.
Sure would like to be a writer that good! Not likely, though...what with one thing and another...
So a month later, I'm in worse shape than before. Keep forgetting where I left my lighter...possibly because of over indulgence in mind altering substances....possibly due to age itself...and notice, rather peripherally (is that a word?) that most people don't like me anymore...which perception is a sure sign of depression....if not outright madness...don't you think? I mean, really. I could name them...(the people who liked me once but don't now) but why bother... You see what I mean?
I just can't figure out where my energy went....presumably, it is going to fire the computer that is my brain which is busy trying to understand this thing called "life"...and presumably that takes a whole lot of energy, leaving me with practically none....
Well all I've got to say about that is "it damned well better be worth it"...the resulting "insight", I mean...If not, I'm writing a letter!
So I'm a writer....I love that....I'd rather be that than anything. Always wanted to be that....am indulging this minor fantasy of converting these "blog" essays into an insightful tome of some sort....and wondering at the same time if there is a god or goddess of disillusionment...(see Google) ....Pluto's transit to Neptune?? Oh good grief.....but at least someone besides me asked about it...that's something...
What I do, besides almost nothing, is "write", right? And here I am "writing", so I'm actually acutalizing that ....that.....notion? idea? fantasy? what????
I think I must be illustrating "magical thinking"...surely this is what magical thinking is....I pretend, it becomes real....yep....and what about all those other dimensions? ?Why can't we think our way into a different dimension...a different life...different circumstances....maybe where we do waY BETTER...so OK, that's a little magical, too.
This is an identity that is great for me....totally suits my needs....
Thus, I am writing.
I gotta say, I am impressed with Doctorow....every time I pick up another of his books, I am blown away. Good job, I'd like to say. Good job.
Sure would like to be a writer that good! Not likely, though...what with one thing and another...
So a month later, I'm in worse shape than before. Keep forgetting where I left my lighter...possibly because of over indulgence in mind altering substances....possibly due to age itself...and notice, rather peripherally (is that a word?) that most people don't like me anymore...which perception is a sure sign of depression....if not outright madness...don't you think? I mean, really. I could name them...(the people who liked me once but don't now) but why bother... You see what I mean?
I just can't figure out where my energy went....presumably, it is going to fire the computer that is my brain which is busy trying to understand this thing called "life"...and presumably that takes a whole lot of energy, leaving me with practically none....
Well all I've got to say about that is "it damned well better be worth it"...the resulting "insight", I mean...If not, I'm writing a letter!
So I'm a writer....I love that....I'd rather be that than anything. Always wanted to be that....am indulging this minor fantasy of converting these "blog" essays into an insightful tome of some sort....and wondering at the same time if there is a god or goddess of disillusionment...(see Google) ....Pluto's transit to Neptune?? Oh good grief.....but at least someone besides me asked about it...that's something...
What I do, besides almost nothing, is "write", right? And here I am "writing", so I'm actually acutalizing that ....that.....notion? idea? fantasy? what????
I think I must be illustrating "magical thinking"...surely this is what magical thinking is....I pretend, it becomes real....yep....and what about all those other dimensions? ?Why can't we think our way into a different dimension...a different life...different circumstances....maybe where we do waY BETTER...so OK, that's a little magical, too.
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