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Juggling Act
I’m feeling astoundingly out of balance mentally, physically and every other way. I’m not very good at juggling on a good day and today is not a good day.
Hasty
How little do they see what really is, who frame their hasty judgment upon that which seems. ~Daniel Webster
Oh, Danny-boy. That’s so 19th Century, bro. We’re so hasty these days that we judge stuff before it even happens. Proactive cancellation, see? We have to cancel things before they have a chance to offend anybody.
Back in the Antebellum, people waited for everything. Seasons, harvests, visitors, packages, everything. Nowadays, we can order something and have it at the front door the next day, sometimes even the same day. That’s progress, baby!
So, since we’ve got such awesome progress going on, it’s only natural that the progressives got to be in charge so they could wreck it and send us back to the Dark Ages. Yay for free and fair elections that were in no way interfered with.
Old Meets New
Shakira Belly Dancing
I knew Shakira had moves but I didn’t know she did actual belly dancing. After all, her hips don’t lie.
My hips are one of the few parts of me that don’t hurt these days. Give it time, they’ll catch up.
Work / Life Balance? Hell no.
Emotional balance? No, I’m a bundle of nerves.
Physical balance? No, I get little spells of momentary vertigo and I’m fumbling stuff on a regular basis.
I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired.
Don’t even get me started on my diminishing eyesight. I’ll be Mr. Magoo by my next birthday. Everything is a freaking blur.
Feeling A Book
It is not sufficient to see and to know the beauty of a work. We must feel and be affected by it. ~Voltaire
It seems like a cliche to talk about feeling a book but I’ve been there. When I read the Red Wedding in A Song of Ice and Fire, I actually sat there with my mouth hanging open. The ruthless audacity of Walder Frey had been adequately foreshadowed, but damn! It was a masterpiece of treachery.
I can only hope to have that kind of emotional impact on my readers. I’ve got a variety of scenes with pretty intense emotional potential but I need to really polish the whole narrative to give them the depth of emotion that these events deserve.
Of course, that would require me to be awake. Good God! I am always so freaking tired. I thought I was getting past this but I’m right back in the weeds.
It’s almost just as well. My subconscious needs more time to really put the story together for me. It feels like the harder I try, the further I get from any semblance of putting this thing together. It’s really frustrating.
That’s all my addled brain can manage today. Hope you’re feeling better than me.