Treatise For Tomorrow
I need to start blogging again. I need to start writing for my own benefit again. But the reality is I write all day at work, then I come home and write more for more work, and on top of that, I'm beginning to develop arthritis in my fingers so it's all a chore. And by the end of the day, I'm too tired or don't have time or I'd rather be slaughtering zombies on the xbox, spending time with Kathryn or walking the dogs. I guess I'm getting too old for this shit, but at the same time I refuse to give up my youth, hence the xbox, comic books and denial of gray hairs creeping in around the edges. So maybe I'll write here again tomorrow, or maybe it will be six months before never. Maybe the two books and countless conversations with people who never existed and never will know their own existence is entirely within the subconscious, consciousness that is my own warped imagination will come out tomorrow in full cover, hard-backed apocrypha. Maybe I will, or maybe it won't. For I wrote the book on that Schrödinger cat, and even I don't know how it ends.
Comments
You're sounding more and more like Uncle Don.
Posted by: Mom | August 18, 2010 04:17 PM
I am, therefore i think "Wot"?
Welcome back. I was starting to think you got in a crash in the mountains and some nice lady rescued you but she turned out to be coockoo and tied you to the bed and broke your ankles with a sledge hammer and.... Hey, that might make a good novel....
Posted by: Sonicfrog | August 19, 2010 09:00 AM
On the good side at least you are not going bald and gray at the same time.
Posted by: Lawless John | August 19, 2010 11:56 AM
The technology has gotten a lot better from the days when Don started using it...
http://www.nuance.com/naturallyspeaking/
Posted by: Sarah | August 26, 2010 07:20 PM