Sunday, September 21, 2008

Be Mused

The truth is that I haven’t really been sure what to tell you about. Don’t get me wrong, there’s loads happening. The Axeman has hoofed it over Offa’s Dyke to some foreign university, taking his six stringed razor with him. Boy thus moves up the teenage pecking order and grows ever more Kevin. She Of The Townhouse is running amok in a field with her ‘bad mother’ displacement activities. Asbo continues to disgust and amuse with his adolescent doggy antics. I travel roads in the dead of night and continue to enjoy the new position immensely (stop lloking for smut dammit! Hallett's Mountain has no innuendo above 0.001%).
With all this richness though, the seam I need to tap for blogging is elusive.
Perhaps the nifty gadget that Mike gave me? The bat whisperer?
Trials of the telescope user maybe.
Parties of the end of summer.
Dreams of yesteryear.
Old friends.
The trouble is it all seems just out of reach at the moment. Perhaps because I am lucky and am so busy.
I was mulling over Stienbeck’s introduction to Cannery Row the other day. To tell the stories ….. you know I have just spotted that She Of The Townhouse is suffing an advanced case of trench foot…….in telling stories of the 1920’s Monterey community that he so obviously loved, he reflected on the way in which they should emerge on the page. Remembering the marine life collection expeditions that he took part in with Ed Ricketts he likened the tales to fragile nematoad worms. These were creatures that were so delicate that pulling them out of the mud they live in would inevitably lead to their destruction. The only way that they could sensibly be gathered was to allow them to crawl out on to microscope slides by them selves in their own time.
I claim no other affinity with such great writing, but this I do recognise. Tales often cannot be told until their own sweet time arrives.


DaveM said...

Shades of Keroac's On the road here.

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Carnalis said...

i like that theory; perhaps it explains why i dream up stories best while lying in the tub.

john.g. said...

I'll stop lloking if you do! Nice spider!

Sally said...

I've had writer's block for months too... loads to tell. ~In a way too much - and not very funny at the moment.... still..... you never know..... maybe all will retrun to normal eventually!

sablonneuse said...

Eeeek! You did it. Are you trying to frighten me away???

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Sally said...

Since I wrote that comment I have miraculously written three blogs!!!!! PLEASE visit me!!Deleted last comment btw due to my numerous typos that I found on publishing.....Enclosed the improved version of the comment!!:) )

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