Empty Headed Writing
The James Blunt concert is tomorrow and his album has been playing in my mental jukebox for the entire afternoon. More so since FC sent an email about 2 tix she's holding. And even more so when TC asked about said tix.
In other news... I was in the weekend's Toronto Star. It was a story about Waking City. Congratulations to Christian! Nice piece!
Today was pretty uneventful as Mondays usually are. Tomorrow promises to be better what with an early morning meeting and all. And possibly some more writing.
Ah yes, writing.
I was working on a document today that just didn't want to end. My zombified mind was typing words on the keyboard but the words didn't want to form coherent sentences. What prolonged the suffering even more was a couple of instances where my brain decided to up and leave my head.
"Let's delete that wrong letter and put the exact same one," my empty head said. "Or, let's delete that wrong letter and replace it with the exact same one, only this time, capitalize it." That actually happened. Three times.
In other news... I was in the weekend's Toronto Star. It was a story about Waking City. Congratulations to Christian! Nice piece!
Today was pretty uneventful as Mondays usually are. Tomorrow promises to be better what with an early morning meeting and all. And possibly some more writing.
Ah yes, writing.
I was working on a document today that just didn't want to end. My zombified mind was typing words on the keyboard but the words didn't want to form coherent sentences. What prolonged the suffering even more was a couple of instances where my brain decided to up and leave my head.
"Let's delete that wrong letter and put the exact same one," my empty head said. "Or, let's delete that wrong letter and replace it with the exact same one, only this time, capitalize it." That actually happened. Three times.
