No title and nothing much to say. Not much news on the writing front. I’ve been trying to get work done, but very little is coming out. A bit every day or so, but nothing to cheer about.
I think I’m watching too many movies and not reading enough. Or maybe reading too much and not writing enough. Or maybe thinking too much and not writing enough. Or maybe…wait, where was I? Oh forget it.
So I have one piece about driving and another about squirrel hunting. Those really aren’t totally what the stories are about, but that’s what I’ve started to think of them as: the driving story and the squirrel story. That’s bad. It means they aren’t moving forward, but I knew that already anyway.
I have this new pocket watch–well, really it isn’t new, it’s 100 years old, but it is new to me. Anyway, it’s the type of watch that actually ticks. Something I never took notice of about contemporary watches is that they don’t really tick.
This one does.
I leave it on my dresser, next to the bed. At night, it’s about the only thing I can hear.
I’m not trying to be “literary” here. I’m not trying to say that all I can think about is the passing of time–though it isn’t far from my thoughts. I’m just saying that all i can hear at night is that damn watch.
I’m not drinking. I’m just writing. I usually do this type of writing where no one else will see it. You know, it’s just exercise. Writers write every day, even if it isn’t a story. It’s like practising the guitar. Just have the keep the fingers limber. The mind too.
That’s why I’m going to stop.
So, to recap: No new writing news, I’m doing too much of one thing and too little of another, and all I can hear at night is my pocket watch.
Cheers.
Pretty lengthy post for saying nothing much at all, lol. It’s could to hear from you again. My writing progress is about the same but I’m trying to force myself to just wander.
You can probably tell from the post, but I like to wander too.
Squirrel hunting? That sounds a little unusual.
I have a pocket watch myself. It’s not nearly as old as yours though. I don’t mind the ticking on it. Mind you it is a box somewhere, and hasn’t been wound in years, so I wouldn’t.
We’ve just got a new cuckoo clock – now that is ticking. It’s liveable though. It also cuckoos every half hour and plays a tune on the hour while 2 couples dance on an upstairs balcony, a water wheel spins and 2 men chop wood. Guess what? We switched that bit off.
Wow, sounds like a crazy cuckoo clock. I’ve always been interested in those things.
I’m the type of person who can’t sleep unless there is some kind noise in the room. So a ticking pocket watch probably wouldn’t bother me.
I’ve never been squirrel hunting but my uncle goes practically every year. Squirrel doesn’t taste too bad, but it’s something I wouldn’t eat all the time.
It’s good to hear from you again.