i wasn’t born, so much as i fell out
so this is the way it usually happens – as i meander through my days, observing, experiencing, pondering, inevitably something springs to the front of my mind: “that would make a good blog post”.
and so i file it away, a little breadcrumb left on the expanse of forest floor. at some later point, i sit down in front of my computer, fingers poised in anticipation, wrists resting, spine aligned, and i cast my memory back to try to find that breadcrumb, to tease it out, turn it into a substantial meal, something i can get my teeth into. i knead it through the fingertips, add bits here and there, roll it around on the tongue. eventually, finally, hopefully, lovingly producing something satisfying.
except when i go back in search of that crumb only to get lost on the way, or find it disappeared, or discover a pebble instead of bread. alone in the empty woods with only the whistle of the wind through the dark shadows of the trees.
this is my longwinded way of saying i have nothing of substance to blog about today.
the clash – lost in the supermarket
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Comment by Sarah
29.11.2007 @ 22:46 pm
I think it’s NaBloPoMo end-in-sight fatigue. I wrote a haiku. Yes..I’ve been brought to writing a haiku. But it’s so terrible I am now feeling forced to write something else and probably equally meaningless.
Comment by Jen
30.11.2007 @ 19:06 pm
Heyyyy! what’s wrong with haiku?
Comment by Sarah
30.11.2007 @ 20:26 pm
Oh, no problem with *a* haiku, it was *my* haiku — written in an uninspired “I want to write a poem, what’s the easiest way to do that” moment in NaBloPoMo fatigue.