stream of unconsciousness : Anecdotes
Where Do You Find Your Inspiration for Medium Posts?
Stories come to me when I’m outdoors, walking the dogs, taking photos, thinking of lines to write. Should record it. Drop the leash. Remember I have laryngitis. Ziggy chases wild horse, wild horse chases dragon. Now there’s a fire in the sagebrush — your fault, Jurgen Manuel.
Stories come to me by blending one draft with another, just in case, Medium is being run by steam punk power. With so many A.I.-generated it-doesn’t-matter-because-they’re-not-behind-the-paywall articles, it’s sometimes running so s-l-o-w-l-y like a pirate ship in the air with rowers rowing in opposite directions. Going nowhere. Suspended by cables from the X on Elon’s mansion.
Stories come to me at the gym. I’m pedaling on the elliptical, no contact lenses on, back row. An ice hockey game on the telly suspended from the ceiling. But, wait, they donnae have their sticks. WTF? Oh, I see, it’s an American football game in the snow. Note to self: Be sure to buy a nuclear reactor and stock up on maple syrup from Canada before the tariffs kick in.
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