Having one of those days when I feel like I need to be doing the thing I’m not doing when I’m doing the other thing I need to be doing.
You know what I mean?
Come on, that was totally clear. In my head, at least.
Well, I ran off to get the other thing going, and now I’m going to finish this post. I bet you didn’t even miss me!
Or maybe you did. How very sweet of you.
It’s a no-headed chicken day which somehow sounds worse than the other way, so we can pretend I didn’t call it that. The sun is shining with thin clouds and I think it’s hot again.
Writing may or may not happen today, it probably should, as should some editing, but that antsiness is tough to battle. It’s a day for being in motion, I think.
However you spend your Wednesday, I hope it’s a good one.
I was all ready to do a ten word photo prompt and then I realized it’s Wednesday. Not Thursday.
Consider this your public service announcement.
Today started out beautiful and blue but clouds rolled in and I’m not sure of the weather’s intentions. Could go either way.
Like a lot of things these days.
I’m not full of deep thoughts today, so I’ll keep it short and simple. And have a good Wednesday, because it’s not Thursday.
Hey. You. Yes you. Right there. Reading this. Back up your files. Like right now.
This morning, I had some technical difficulties and as I sat staring at a disturbingly blank screen, I realized I hadn’t backed up recently, and certainly not since I finished the first draft of a novel.
Of a NOVEL.
All’s fine and well and peachy keen now, but you better believe that the moment I saw that sweet, sweet home screen, I backed up. Just as my computer had been telling me for days.
Maybe it wanted to teach me a lesson. They’re getting smarter all the time.
So some real wisdom for a Wednesday. Have a wonderful day.
And also back up your files.
I’ve always thought the beauty and the interesting bits were in our differences. I’m fascinated by the nuance of lives different from mine; it’s one of the reasons I so love to travel.
Now those differences are used as handholds to tear us apart, to isolate us, to break us into smaller chunks much easier for authoritarian regimes to swallow. Make us each independently concerned for our very survival.
Crowbar the fissures.
Our days have been quite chilling up until now, but I fear worse days ahead. So this is what I ask of you.
Remember that there are others also fearing for their futures, for their safety. Remember that differences are not a marker of competition but of humanity expressed in another way.
Remember we owe one another our support. Remember we need to see the obstacles ahead, not only our own, but those faced by others as well.
Or those obstacles will take root, broaden, and imprison us all.
Take the time to let someone else know you see them today. Hope your day goes well.
Fancy magazines talk about “rotating your art,” which is what I suppose I recently did, though “art” makes it sound much fancier. They’re pieces I’ve picked up, from art fairs to Michael’s, just because I like them. And sometimes you get tired of staring at the same things.
So I did a little rearranging. Not sure if I like it, but that’s OK, I can always reshuffle. It’s freeing.
In the smallest of ways.
Sometimes a tiny change is all we need. A little variance, something only slightly different. It switches up the way we see things, makes us notice things we’ve looked at blankly for ages.
Not a whole lot of investment. Not a whole lot of risk.
And that’s where my brain is on this Wednesday. Have a marvelous day.
I have to tell you about this miniseries I’ve been watching, “Sara Dane.” It’s set in the early days of Australia and was made in the 80s and the combination of those two factors is utterly delightful.
It’s surfacey and skims over the ugliness and reality, which is what we all need right now. Sure some bad things happen but ten minutes later no one’s talking about them anymore.
Sadly I am nearly finished.
I had another groggy morning, and I don’t understand why it is on the mornings I cannot sleep in I really need to and on the mornings that I can I wake up early with no hope of going back to sleep. It seems vastly unfair.
Maybe not vastly.
So perhaps less groggy than yesterday but not quite peppy. Peppy would be nice. Coffee is helping but not curing.
The cheesiness of an 80s miniseries saga sure does help though.
Have a super Wednesday.
I finally saw “Hamilton” last night. I feel like the last person in the country to see it for the first time.
It was, of course, amazing.
But it had me thinking about how much of the present depends upon quick, split-second acts in the past. More specifically, I’ve been thinking about John Laurens, friend of Alexander Hamilton, soldier and abolitionist.
He was shot and killed at the tail-end of the Revolutionary War. He had wanted to emancipate 3000 slaves and create a regiment to fight for freedom and I can’t help but wonder what would have happened had he succeeded.
What if slavery ended along with our ties to the British crown? England abolished slavery in 1807 and throughout the colonies in 1833. What if this new nation led the way in that regard?
How different the country might be now.
But instead, Laurens was shot in his saddle, his ideas gone with him.
And that’s what’s in my head today. Have a great Wednesday.