just running my mouth off....

Have I have I not been writing this week? Firstly I would like to say in my defence that sometimes you need “thinking time”. I would like to further add that this can in fact be years.
At some point I may have to actually stop saying that I am writing. But i am not there, yet.

To digress:

I had a lovely conversation with my dad about music this morning. We were driving into the city, I have no idea what the radio was playing, but it was loud. He was saying what a lovely thing it was that he could listen to the same music as his children and not care. Of course this is excepting discussions in which (a) I think country music pre-1990’s is CRAP and (b) he hates ALL dance music. He was telling me that when he was young his parents thought the music he listened to was “the devil” and horrible and hurt their ears. It was a lovely conversation. I think he is right. I don’t pretend to understand it all. I just like it that my dad respects my right to like different things than him. To do different things. To have a different type of life.

To get back on point:

OK. I did a little writing this week. Nothing earth shattering. I am going to start a new list (I like lists) and actually start crossing stuff off it...rather than keep adding to it.
... last night I started writing a fictional story while I was trying to go to sleep. I find that if I just write it down then my mind shuts the F*ck up and I can go to sleep. It was a bit weird. Don’t normally write fiction. Not to worry. As I can’t spell, have poor grammar skills and even worse have no natural ability for writing I will return to normal, i should imagine, very soon. As long as the OCD doesn’t kick in. And when I say I normal....I am talking about normal with a huge amount of natural variability.
Here is a picture of pancake fields...i think it is pretty. I you think that the pictures are dull you should see the HOURS of video tape of sea ice which i took. No one has ever lasted more than ten minutes....