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