tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post2141665432620360626..comments2023-10-22T20:53:58.823-04:00Comments on String Too Short to Tie: Tale of the Three A.M. Blog Postvanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-76283593842085833642017-03-12T20:38:10.445-04:002017-03-12T20:38:10.445-04:00Vee, biggest lie I tell myself: I don't need ...Vee, biggest lie I tell myself: I don't need to write that down; I'll remember it.vanillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-24018242378137380512017-03-12T16:50:34.333-04:002017-03-12T16:50:34.333-04:00Rule one for writers. Have a pad and pen by your b...Rule one for writers. Have a pad and pen by your bedside. Mid-night thoughts never return.Veehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12222653231278680963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-26271884087586149232017-03-09T19:47:04.272-05:002017-03-09T19:47:04.272-05:00Lin, no, it wasn't rats. But I recall not a w...Lin, no, it wasn't rats. But I recall not a word.vanillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-52834685386009967932017-03-09T18:54:14.950-05:002017-03-09T18:54:14.950-05:00Oh no! I have yet to compose any blog posts while...Oh no! I have yet to compose any blog posts while I lay there thinking. I'm always too busy worrying about silly things that disappear with the morning light.<br /><br />You don't remember any of it?? rats.Linhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07042143254001890567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-71869779877708273452017-03-09T13:32:40.899-05:002017-03-09T13:32:40.899-05:00Grace, then you are one who can truly empathize wi...Grace, then you are one who can truly empathize with my plight in this regard.<br /><br />Chuck, but you wrote down the two lines, a reminder of the subject. Had I written down one line I would have been home free. No pen or paper at my bedside, though. <br />I am reminded of the story of Mrs. Pinchot or whoever, who kept a pad at bedside to record the wee hours inspiration and awoke on morning with excitement, grabbing her pad to read the wisdom of the ages which she knew she created in the night, and read<br /><br /> Hogamus Higamus<br /> Men are Polygamous<br /> Higamus Hogamus<br /> Women Monogamous<br /><br />Which, by the way, modern science(?) questions.vanillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-34037235345300254712017-03-09T13:19:38.885-05:002017-03-09T13:19:38.885-05:00It must be a common experience. I keep a pad by m...It must be a common experience. I keep a pad by my recliner. Around 3 AM this morning, I wrote two lines on it. Part of a poetic project based on Genesis Chapter One.Secondary Roadshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05116234285533139701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3535543883262225735.post-78868075770890718402017-03-09T13:02:39.001-05:002017-03-09T13:02:39.001-05:00Been there, done that! Also shower time - write gr...Been there, done that! Also shower time - write great little essays, get all pruney, by the time I can reach a keyboard or a pen and paper - gone. Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02779872914493612101noreply@blogger.com