Writing is, uhh

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Today is gray, and fall-y (I think) and tinged with wind and rain. And I’m stuck on a level on a game on my phone, which sounds way less productive than it is.

What’s that, hypothetical reader? You don’t by the spin? Why, I’ll have you know, hypothetical reader, that playing strategy games is good for building the strategy muscles in your brainular area. It’s science. Studies have shown it or whatever.

Fine, yes, I’ll concede. I’m trying to loosen the blockages in the old writing zones. Sometimes it helps to do something slightly mindless that requires just enough thought to trick your brain into thinking it’s not thinking about the thing you need to think about at all.

How’s it working, you ask, hypothetical reader? Hmm. I think I’d rather not say.

I’ve got so much work to do for my sketch comedy class, and I have my regular writing that has been neglected, mainly because the sketch comedy is such a challenge for me, it takes up a good part of my resources. And I hate to point this out, and I suggest the squeamish among us avert your eyes, but NaNoWriMo is juuuuuuuuust around the corner.

Yes, hypothetical reader. Yikes indeed. Thank you for your empathy. And your probably similar moment of uh-oh at the thought of November lurking not-so-far away

So wish me luck. What’s that, hypothetical reader? On the writing? Oh, no. On the level. I have some cookies to explode. I think. I’m really not sure what this game is about.

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Lost-ish in Space Monday

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Why, hello there Monday. And what a gray Monday you are. Which doesn’t really come as much of a surprise, given the very, very persistent clouds for last night’s lunar eclipse.

Yes, I trekked out with my tripod and camera, only to have the clouds blow in for the main event.  Still, I got a glimpse of the bright red moon before the clouds swallowed it again.

And normally this is where I’d share one of my pictures, or a couple of my pictures, but in all honesty, I don’t love them that much. And I have the tiniest, tiniest suspicion there are better, sharper, bigger, more detailed pictures to be had, given the number of observatories with front-celestial seats and slightly stronger equipment than mine.

But like so many things, the viewing itself was enough to spark its own red light of creativity. You cannot watch something like that — even obscured by clouds for the most part — and not think about the workings of the vast, vast universe. It’s a simple idea, really, that our planet throws a shadow on our moon, but when you really consider what that means, that we are spinning our way through space with our life dependent upon an enormous ball of gas, it’s pretty remarkable that we are here at all to see our chunk of space rock turn red.

And now NASA has announced that there is flowing water on Mars. Aside from the very wise warning from the prophet known as “Doctor Who” not to drink it, let’s take a second to appreciate the infinite things we have yet to learn about this expanse of space we call home.

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Yes or No to the Circle Game?

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Well, hello Tuesday. It doesn’t much feel like a Tuesday, not that I’m totally sure what a Tuesday should feel like, but it is, according to all available sources, Tuesday.

Yippee.

I have been off managing the changing nature of life, and it’s interesting how that goes. You find a bend in the road, and you take it, and you follow it up and down and around again, and sometimes you end up somewhere entirely new, and sometimes you end up exactly where you started. If it’s that second one, would you still take the path again?

It’s a challenging question. On the one hand, there is the scenery you might not have otherwise seen, the different perspective on the landscape, the tiny clump of flowers nestled into a fallen log that otherwise would have gone on being lovely to itself and only itself. There are the birds you wouldn’t have heard chirp; the breeze that wouldn’t have smelled the same if you just stayed put where you were in the first place.

But on the other hand, there is a sense of fruitlessness when you wind up back at the beginning, no real progress made, everything the same as it was. A frustration at progress that wasn’t really progress at all; just a needless circle.

So which one is it? The path that leads back to the beginning, or never venturing out onto the path at all?

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Writing Is More Fun with Toys

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So I got a new writing toy. Is it crazy-exciting? No, it is not, but I think it’s going to be very, very useful. I got an adjustable table that slides under furniture, so I can now write pretty much anywhere I want.

And it’s a “TV Item,” so you know it’s fancy. It’s this table, though I only saw it in black, it would have been nice in white, but it’s not as though I got it for its aesthetics. Nope, I got it for hours of typing comfort. And because it was gadgety. Maybe mostly because it was gadgety.

Also I love how, lower on the page where they show the other products you can buy — very helpful things like a mold to make bowls made out of bacon — the have a cat toy they inform you contains a set of 1. I mean, if it only has one in there, do you really need to call it a set? Doesn’t a set require more than one?

These deep thoughts are the things I can now ponder from extreme typing comfort from my not-pretty but entirely useful adjustable table. Of course, now I’m curious as to the other indispensable items I could find on the site, like a knife that has a guide for even slices, or a deluxe evening gown fleece robe “Snuggie Up.”

Is it just me, or does it look like Aunty Ida got a job on the side?

Anyway, enough amusement shopping. On to writing. After I just browse a couple more pages.

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