A Writer’s Dirty Underwear Is Neither Dirty Nor UnderwearPosted: November 6, 2013
I’m back from vacation. Hope you’re all still here.
I had a great time seeing almost all the people who are on my kidney list. I saw and did so much, including having a few adventures I’ve dreamed of for a long time.
I’m back and I’m happily tired. So I’m slowly restarting the writing machine with a rambling discussion of an incomplete thought.
There was a good bit of driving and time alone on my trip. Alone time in the car provided me with a chance to sing and not have anyone ask me things like “do you know more than one note?”*
I took time between songs to solve the world’s problems and think about writing.
During one late night drive, I was thinking about punctuation; I was considering the semicolon, if you must know. Actually, it is important that you know that, or the next part is going to make even less sense than it seems to.
My writing topics often come to me when I’m not looking for one. And so it was that in the midst of my punctuation reverie, a new topic came to me. I pulled over and made a note in my phone – “semicolonoscopy”. I don’t know what it means, but I’m supposed to write something about it.
If some emergency room nurse has to go through my phone to contact my loved ones before I get a semicolonoscopy post written, I’m in for a lot of embarrassment.
*No, I only know one note - I think it is P-flat.