Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
As someone whoās done more time in hospital beds than Iād like to admit, I can confirmāhospital ceilings are truly the unsung canvas of human imagination. Beholden, may your creativity paint masterpieces up thereā¦ preferably before the meds kick in and everything starts looking like abstract art. Stay strong and keep imagining!
I have been there. I even told my doctor they needed ceiling murals so I'd have something to look at and distract me as I lie helpless, my fate in the hands of the nurses.
I remember that counting ceiling tiles was an activity I engaged in to pass the time in the dentist's chair when I was a kid. it helped distract from the procedure and my dentist's menacing chairside manner.
Your muse is still by your side. Even though what you've written was perhaps small, it counts as something.
On reviewing: I also think of reviewing as a way to support the website. If I can't think of how to begin a review, or imagine what I might say, I simply start writing and then it all flows.
As others have said, there's no need to push yourself. Settle back and let us entertain you.
Just stumbled upon a recent video of Paul Simon being interviewed and found it most interesting. It seems heās losing his hearing and the thought resonated with me and my fear of losing my sight. It was a point of contact, perhaps.
But then he started talking about how the songs for his latest album came to him. And they came in a dream. Bingo, I thought, thatās exactly what happens to me sometimes. Once again, I was reminded that āyour old men will dream dreamsā Joel 2:28, Acts 2:17. That has become almost a motto of mine over the last few years. It seems itās true.
Anyway, Paul went on from there to thoughts of life, death and old age, all so familiar to me - although mine might be a bit more focused. Writers are so logical, you know. It was nice to hear that Iām not the only one experiencing old age in such a manner.
The video is below if youāre interested. Most of the stuff Iāve been talking about is in the first few minutes but youāll probably be caught and listen to the whole thing. Be warned.
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