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.
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.
No aspersions were intended to be cast at all by this post, least of all on you, Kiya. The thought is not new and is expressed in most religions as the fallen nature of man (to use the Christian way of putting it). It's just that I read the question being asked somewhere yesterday and it sparked that response in me when I asked it of myself. My answer was indeed, "Sorry, I don't have a clue."
It is kind of you to say the post is well articulated and I hope you're right. But as for being a sir, mea non culpa, fortunately.
You know, cNotes have this little box for any response you might want to write. And it's labelled "Respond to this cNote," in case you haven't noticed. Which then makes me wonder if it actually finds an anonymous sender. Otherwise, there doesn't seem to be a way to express gratitude for the thought, apart from a sort of shotgun blast in the Newsfeed, on the chance that it might reach its target.
Personally, I hope that these responses do find their way through the fog of anonymity to the sender, since they do assuage the need to express gratitude. It's probably better not to tell me, if you know that they don't. Allow me this little, satisfying illusion, at least.
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