"So me, my experience is that there is some kinda uber force/entity/somethingorother out there/in here. And my personal sense is that It is about as aware of/concerned with humans and our rituals and dramas as a whale might be aware of a raindrop."
I didn't know it till I typed it.
It may not be true ("true") next time I answer the same question, I s'pose.
What will my novel be about? What a mystery awaits me. How will I do this thing? How will I get Larissa's dress made???????? between now (Tuesday eve, when I am about to go to sleep) and Friday morning, when the wrath of a spirited 7-year-old is scheduled to come down upon me?
Work on it all day tomorrow.
I'm a very sleepy person right now.
My arms are sleepy.
I have a vague fantasy of writing my novel on yellow legal pads and a fine Cross pen. Then typing it over and then writing some more. That was a good way to do rewrites when I was writing a lot in college. When I didn't know what else to do, I'd recopy what I'd already done.
I wonder if typing is really so much faster than writing? Any harder/easier on the tendons? Probably the variety is beneficial in any case.
I haven't written anything new of like essays/articles/stories all week? I wrote a haiku yesterday and submitted it. So that is something. And ha ha not much. Because it is not something that pays and the person I heard of the site to submit to from said it took 80 days for them to get back to her. Eighty days for 17 syllables. That's a lotta days per syllable.
Add Image. I'm going to click that and see what happens.
Oh, it sticks a photo in there at the top. That's a photo of the nearest "big" village to the little village where we lived this summer. Lovely, ain't it?
1 comment:
but if you get paid
anything for your haiku
it's big value per
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