I'm beginning to understand what 'writer's block' is. You sit in front of a blank word processing document on your computer screen, tap a few keys to form a sentence, or maybe two. Then highlight the whole business and hit the 'delete' key. You do this a number of times in a period of time, say, an hour, and you realize that nothing will happen. At such times it is probably wiser to get off your behind and take a walk, get a bite to eat, or attend to housekeeping.
On a good day, though, you can be sitting in this very same spot, and without much deliberate effort, the words will just roll out of you in a steady stream that might continue unabated for several paragraphs or even a whole page, until you breathlessly (figuratively speaking, of course, since pecking at the keyboard with two fingers is not physically demanding) decide that it's time to stop for a breather. So you stop, but you remind yourself that you want to keep the creative engine idling, so that it does not shut off completely and leave you stranded once again in the middle of writer's block limbo.
So what have I written thus far? Not a heckuva lot that anyone can consider halfway memorable. Because I have not posted anything in a couple of days, this bit of twaddle might suffice as a filler. Until something else comes along.
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2 comments:
Does the book contain "Rhyming slang" used by the Cockneys. Imagine my surprise to discover that rhyming slang for cheque is Gregory Peck. Another surprise, an Anglo-Indian acquaintance with a degree in entomology continually uses brought when he means bought.
I guess we're not the only ones with problems in the school system.
Lou
The book does indeed contain Cockney rhyming slang. (E.g. Auntie Ella for umbrella, Cape of Good Hope for soap, Isle of Wight for right.) Where do they come up with all of these?
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