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.
You're right - I think we all slept an extra hour this morning. Harnessing the energy - I like that idea. Makes a change to have something to harness after all!
I agree with the habit thing (and the YouTube & breakfast). I was getting more done in a day before lunchtime than I was in entire *months* before GoT.
...now to find a way to harness said energy. Your strategies seem like a good place to start.
Although, I slept in this morning. I figured I earned an extra few hours for one day lol. We all did.
Thank you for your kind thoughts, Schnujo. I remember that episode of Star Trek! It was really cool - and hard to get one's head around the idea of talking like that. But it did sound quite poetic. What was it ? Something like in the far land of Angevin, Mortello meets the grivensor. And so on. Brilliant!
I love how you look at cliches! Good for you! I agree that they have their place and can be used, so long as we are aware of what we are doing and are specifically using them with the knowledge and understanding that they are cliches.
This entry reminds me of an episode of Star Trek (The Next Generation, I think it was) where they were trying to learn to communicate with a new species. If I recall, they could understand the words (through a translator), but not the meaning until they hit upon the idea that they were speaking in local cultural context, basically using cliches. I've always remembered that episode and thought that was a fun idea.
BTW, you are a REALLY impressive poet! I don't think I knew that. That's a pretty fabulous poem! Well done!!
Ah, now you're asking, Intuey. The truth is that Paddy McGinty's Ghost started out as a sort of misheard version of the song, Paddy McGinty's Goat. I liked the error and decided it could be the basis of a decent story to meet the requirements on a contest that was running in celebration of Ireland. I started with only a title and a picture prompt to go on and just followed the trail from there.
Like most of the stories I write in that way, I wasn't that impressed with it at first. But I liked it better on reading it much later, so I guess you could say it's about middling in my affections now. "Quite good" would be a good way to describe it.
As my father would say when asked how he knew something, a little bird told me. No, I have no idea where that comes from - it's probably a quote from an obscure movie.
And that is certainly eclectic taste in music. Even more than mine, I think.
As someone who just reviewed an item in your port, I can't help but wonder, Did I pick an item that you'd throw out? I hope not. I thought it was quite good.
Since you asked, yes, my music taste are eclectic. How did you know?
That is if liking everything from a bit of hard rock, classic rock to Bette Midler, Cher, Elton John, the Beatles, Seager, Classical, jazz, the blues, etc... is considered eclectic.
My wife has a saying that, where winter is concerned, the big one to get through is January. Which is true, of course - we all know it’s the coldest month. But then she adds that, once into February, you’ve as good as made it. Why? Because it’s a short month. Blink and you’ll miss it.
Well, it’s not a bad way to look at things, so I go along with it. But this year, I’ve just learned, is completely different. February is much, much worse this year. And the reason is that it’s longer. 2024 is a leap year.
I know what you’re thinking - that it’s only a day. And that’s what I said. But no, apparently that’s no excuse. February betrays us every fourth year and there can be no forgiveness for such treachery. It doesn’t matter how long it lasts - any extension of winter is unfair and to be decried.
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