Things can always get worse. It's a saying that doesn't exactly imply optimism, is it? I find that certain sayings, no matter how you twist them about, no matter what context you use them in, they always seem to pepper a sentence with too much spice. For once though, I found this sentiment actually useful … Continue reading Perspective
As a writer, there's one thing that trips me up frequently as I go about my hobby, and it really annoys me.
I don't think the sky could figure out what shade it wanted to wear today. It seems hesitantly content playing host to grey clouds, backlit by a fluorescent sun I can't see, reminding me of the vacant glow of a slide projector lacking an image to beam.
"April will be a blast" I thought. "70 visitors before, double that last month, why 300 hits should be an easy feat!" Yeah right. Problem is, you actually have to write stuff for that theory to work, and I'm running creatively dry exactly halfway into this month.
I'll admit it. I'm one of those people who has a tendency to overthink things, argue for and against a point or an objective until I'm purple in the face.
Don't you just hate it when you can't successfully trace the genealogy of a particular quote, one that's been bangin' around inside your head?
You know how some movies are purportedly historical? Inspired by actual events is the tagline I'm recalling. Well, consider this post basically the same. These things actually happened, but I'm going to take liberties with the prose to make it more readable, more blog worthy, if you will.
I was once returning home from a day trip to Sydney, BC, when I passed the billboard for a local used-car dealership. "Sometimes when following the masses, the 'M' is silent," it declared, suggesting that conformism in certain cases equals idiocy.
It's been a while since my last post. In retrospect, I look back upon it as being of somewhat dubious literary value, something more akin to what the British might call a quota-quickie; a literal means to an end.
I'm tired by the time the wings begin to deform, flaps extending, the engines perspiring columns of heat that warp the image of the earth below, lending a diorama like perspective on the office towers clawing into the sky. I can see bodegas, corner stores, tennis courts, all rushing up to see me.