I've been working on various side projects...
It's so difficult to find time...
The dog ate my homework...
I'm considering abandoning Borrowed Philosophy. Last week a teammate described it as "a kind of public mid-life crisis". And just now I feel more committed to the softball and fiction blogs. This is why I could never have an affair. It's not that I lack imagination, it's just that my imagination lacks duplicity. And I'm a terrible liar. My poker face is positively elastic, in the Rowan Atkinson mould. Note: Rowan Atkinson - much bigger than you'd think, widthwise, and painfully shy.
Anyway, glory be to God for dappled things.
3 comments:
Don't abandon us, your faithful. I check each day for fresh comments, insight into your world expressed with muscular elegance, and am so often disappointed. Keep writing!
Yours w/o irony (evidently, since I'm a Canuck). Laz ...
I'm with the great white northern hope, these musings are no belles-lettres.
Allow us to continue to mine the bracing and the humane from your wistful carapace.
Oh, and sorry.
I'm quite often disappointed when expecting muscular elegance, on the rare occassion that I have access to it...but we're not really talking about writing at all now, are we? DON'T abandon Borrowed Philosophy, PLEASE. And good luck with Margaret Whatsherface.
Sunanda
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