day five, wherein i took a walk and thought about writing
Today, I did not write first thing after work. Nope, I took a walk first, and then I cleaned out the fridge with Remy.
On the walk I tried to think of things I wanted to blog about – like how I wish I was more open hearted and what I’m growing in my garden and whether or not I had anything I wanted to say right now about being butch. Those lines of thinking lasted for maybe 5 blocks. The other 35 I spent thinking about things I’m not writing about on my blog, like these poems I’m working on: one is about self delusion, one is about mobile devices, headphones and the end of the word and one is about the stages of funny falling in love. I also thought about a character in a short story that I’m writing. Or more like not writing because I got so stuck in an endless cycle of rewriting page one over and over that I stopped working on the story and started writing poems like the ones I just mentioned. I’m curious if thinking about the character will loosen up the cycle’s grip enough to try working on the story again. I’d already given the character a name, Connie. And last night I decided Connie knits and cans and probably makes her own soap or at least has tried. Today I decided she sometimes shoots bb guns at tins cans in her back yard and that she also has a fire pit back there and twice a year she makes a big fire just to burn down for coals so she can bake a cobbler in a buried dutch oven. She thrift stores, but she’s not really into vintage clothes as look in and of itself. She’s into fashion, actually, but she doesn’t talk about it. Also, she’s a vegetarian but when she’s drunk she’ll eat bacon. Now that I’ve written all that down I can’t decide if I just made Connie too Portland and maybe too easy to make fun of, at least in my own mind. I don’t want a caricature or a stereotype. Well, we’ll see how ti works out on paper.
I looked outside an it’s 9pm and it’s dark. Street light dark. I think that means that summer, or at least high summer, is really done and over.
Connie sounds interesting but I think you are making her too complex. Forget the part about the bacon; it doesn’t fit. . It’s funny…I never really knew you as anything but “my nemesis” so I never got to know you. I think we could have been friends. Kelly had good taste in women! Smart women…
My brother and his wife were vegetarians who occasionally ate bacon. I guess they weren’t very good vegetarians, but that’s not too complex. That’s human!
dow stripped the desire to build additional pylons it’s now all war. different game and a lower filling.
Hey that’s great, if you can’t start the game by level 20, then you never firstly you, so you’ll know naturally before paying a thing. Excellent news on BC basically becoming free, as well.