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 A tentative blog to test the temperature. |
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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.     |
| The End of the World I think it’s mainly true that, whatever you think of to write, someone will have written it first. Yesterday I had an idea for a short story - nothing brilliant but enough to write a very short piece on. So I scribbled it down quickly and then reflected on how many times the end of the world has been written about. Just about everyone’s had a go at it. And, if you write about it one way, you can bet Bob Dylan wrote it from a very different perspective. In a song called Talkin’ World War III Blues, he says this: Well, time passed and now it seems Everybody's having them dreams Everybody sees themselves walkin' around with no one else Half of the people can be part right all of the time Some of the people can be all right part of the time But all of the people can't be all right all of the time I think Abraham Lincoln said that I'll let you be in my dream if I can be in yours I said that. I wrote from Bob’s point of view. And yeah, he did it much better than I did. Word count: 197 |
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