I thought of that title earlier, when I was working on a letter to a friend. I feel it is quite pathetic to be unable even to write a letter.
Eventually I turned to a new page in my notebook (yes, a spiral-bound paper notebook with a pen) and actually wrote something. One word followed another and I soon had almost a whole page, front and back. Was it any good? I can’t tell. What I can tell is that I need to get a better grip on this novel I am allegedly writing.
Full disclosure: I am having difficulty in maintaining my grip at all these days. Yesterday at work I spent a good part of the day telling people I was at the end of my rope. A poster back in the ’70’s (it may have been an Argus poster, remember those?) said that if you get to the end of your rope, you should tie a knot and hang on. I think you should swing. It is fun to swing on a rope. Or, if you are feeling vindictive, you could make a noose and go after whoever drove you to the end of the rope. Just to threaten! I am not recommending murder!
Well, that brings me over 200 words. I’m going to call it Wuss-out Wednesday and drive on. I am still working on the post about my Virtual Boilermaker 15K. I trust eventually words will be forthcoming.
Mohawk Valley Girl 