So I have decided to get back into writing. I used to write a lot, with a bit of success I think, about food and wine. And of course I tend to write a lot at work. but a handful of years ago I stopped, because life was pretty difficult, and if I were to have written about what I knew, at the time, it would be pretty bleak, desperate, and lacking, as Emily Dickinson would say, “that thing with feathers.
It is a lot different. I am different. My life is different, and I am going to find time to write, as a place to start, about the things I know.
So here is what I know this morning… I had a dream last night, well early this morning really, about consuming copious amounts of cocaine with Kate Moss and Geri. Not much of a shocking scenario if you know me at all, as I tend to have some pretty silly dreams that rarely, if ever, are instigated by my daily routines. But you know, I guess that is what dreams are for. And at some point, Kate finished all the blow, and I woke up at about 3:45 am Singapore time.
So yeah, there you have it. I have broken thru the perverbial “fear of the blank canvas” and written the first of what hopefully be many more nouns connected by verbs and adjectives and even a bit of punctuation. I am still debating on if I should just reject any form of standard convention in writing, like leading caps, or Oxford commas.
And I am still looking for my voice, or my inner voice maybe. Don’t know yet. It should be fun, and I hope you stick around to see where it goes.