by Kirk Melson
Anyone have an idea for a topic?
Yes, believe it or not I’m back.
Between my traveling schedule and Edie’s it’s been hard find a Wednesday when we’re together. Of course I could have done this on my own, well except for uploading it to her blog that is. But the truth of the matter is that she’s rubbed off on me in a rather uncomfortable way.
I’ve been experiencing some rather alarming symptoms. I have a kind of fogginess in my mind, my fingers won’t work and when I look at the computer I only see white.
I’ve been told it’s a common malady among writers—which is something that alarms me even more than the symptoms.
You see, I have every indication of coming down with…wait for it…
The list of why this is upsetting is almost too long to include. But the biggest problem with this diagnosis is the fact that I AM NOT A WRITER.
I keep trying to explain this to Edie, but for some reason she’s not listening. She just keeps giggling when I tell her this.
Another thing wrong with this scenario is the fact that, at times in the far-distant past, I’ve been less than sympathetic when she complains of these same symptoms.
In the far-distant past, I’ve been known to say things like:
“What’s so hard about writing? Just sit down and write.”
“I wish some of us had such a handy excuse to not work.”
And the worst of all:
“Suck it up and get in the mood.”
Did I mention I HAVE NOT said anything resembling the above statements recently?
She has had great fun reminding me of things I’ve said. I’ve reminded her that it’s been years (one might say, far-distant past) since I was so insensitive. Unfortunately she has the memory of an elephant.
I have a great deal of sympathy to the plight of writers (a group of which I’m not a part) when it comes to finding topics to explore and things in general to say.
Because of that—and the fact that I do in actuality have a day job—I’m backing this column down to once a month.
So I’d plan to give you a quick teaser so you’d drop back by. But there’s only one problem with that.