Tuesday Thoughts
Posted: Tuesday, January 30, 2007 by Travis Cody inSee, here's the thing.  I was ridiculously busy all day yesterday.  But right in the middle of the day, eight lines started rolling through my head.  That was a pleasant surprise, and of course I wrote them down quickly.
I rearranged a couple of things and tweaked a phrase, and suddenly I had two pretty good stanzas.  Excellent!
But now it goes off track.  No more words came through the day, and I was so busy I couldn't really think about it.  I put the paper in my briefcase and brought it home.
I was pretty pleased to be writing something new.  And I figured I'd finish it up last night.  So I typed the lines into a shiny fresh new Word doc.  And I stared at them.  And stared at them.  And stared at them.
I made dinner.  I ate.  I fed Mr Tucker.  And I came back and stared at the words.  
For cripes sake.
It's like a point that vanishes when you look directly at it.  The eight lines came from somewhere.  There must be more lines in that place.  Where the hell is that place?  
I don't set out to write a poem.  Maybe that's the problem.  
So, there are eight lines.  Just eight lines on the page.  Well, eight lines plus the two I forced that make no sense.
Sheesh.
 
 


 
 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Oooooo I wanna see I wanna see! Damn Trav I know that EXACT sense of frustration. It took me the entire day to write my "little tidbit" (as Bond called it)which you well know considering the late hour at which I emailed it to you. And there is a 'next part' but getting it out of my head is the hard part. Thanks for all your help and kind words. I'll reciprocate, especially if you throw in a little of that high thigh (mmm) action.
Thanks buddy, love ya
SMOOCH