01 December 2011

A Cell Phone is not a Walkie Talkie in the Korean War

Hotel
India
Foxtrot
Do you acknowledge?
~ Patton Oswalt

I have forgotten how to write original content. Completely forgotten! I can take notes like no other; and write up a school assignment. Now, though, when I just want to pour out the ideas that are sitting in my brain, I cannot. In fact, even this week, I have run out of funny ideas for ‘History in a Flash’. Now granted, there are limitations to the content I am working with, as I cannot make jokes about genocide or plane crashes or terrorist acts. But still . . . funny is funny.

I don’t know where my muse has been taking a holiday and I don’t know when he will return. One thing I do know, however, is that my muse speaks in an Irish accent. I know this for a fact. You see, the Irish accent is my favourite. I cannot imagine an accent I would rather listen to for inspiration than that one. There is something about the lilt (along with the fair complexion) of the Irish that makes me want to write pages and pages of creativity. I really think I need to start saving my money and plan a trip to the homeland. Perhaps if I could take 10 days and just go there to write and people watch and immerse myself in the culture which once made me fill two journals with original thoughts.

I think if I take a holiday in Ireland, especially the western edge, Galway, Limerick, Bunratty . . . (you get the picture,) then I could finish my novelette and perhaps write a few short stories as well. I would write for 6 – 8 hours a day, in between tours and exploring and naps. Yes, even in Ireland, I will take naps. What if 10 days on the Emerald Isle is all that stands between me and getting published? Ideally, I would spend a month and rent a small cottage on the coast with no cell phone or television. I am not sure I could leave Elizabeth for that long. Gracie would be okay; but Ebie would miss me (and I would definitely miss her). She is getting older and I worry that she wouldn’t do well without me for a month. When I was gone for just two weeks she took on signs of depression. No bueno!

Perhaps if I could just finish my apartment, get everything unpacked and in its place, I will be able to take the necessary steps to get a trip planned. Time will tell!

PERSONAL NOTE: Darling, I love you, girlfriend! xo, Sugar Bear

CONFIDENTIAL NOTE: Thank you for the voice mail and the idea!

Eidetic Vision

Main Entry: ei·det·ic Pronunciation: I-'det-ik Function: adjective : marked by or involving extraordinarily accurate and vivid recall especially of visual images - an eidetic memory Merriam-Webster's Dictionary, © 2002 Merriam-Webster, Inc.