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.
Amethyst SkellyBones Angel I wrestled with horror for a few years after joining WdC. It's not really my thing but I figured that horror included disgust, so that's what I aimed for. My real breakthrough came when I gave up and wrote comedy horror instead. It's amazingly easy.
🦉 Owl-oween The trick is to live in the imagined country. Then, if you need to know something about the place, all you have to do is see for yourself. After all, it's your head that the country inhabits and vice versa.
I don't think I'm really capable of writing horror... Every time I work one out and say "there, that's some scary stuff!" it'll be reviewed like "meh, this isn't really scary, this is more of an adventure drama, etc..." It comes down to whether I want to or not... Maybe someday.
I've sometimes wondered who I was when I wrote some of my poetry. It seems too good for me. haha Today, I struggle with words. It takes forever and a thesaurus to recall what word I want to use. Old brain sand ... kind of like fog but much rougher.
I read somewhere recently that Bob Dylan reads his early lyrics and is amazed that he could write such words. He even admits that he can’t write that sorta stuff anymore. That’s quite an admission, coming from him.
I would say the same thing except that with me, it doesn’t matter since no one reads my old stuff anyway. But it remains true. And I am left wondering whether, on this sampling of precisely two people, it would be true to say that old age cannot say the things that came so easily to youth.
True or not, it makes sense that we should be concerned about different things from the young. If we haven’t learned anything after a lifetime of experience, it would be a sad tale indeed. Kind of negates the whole point of the journey, after all.
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