|The Boys in the Box (c)*|
In the fascinating and challenging world of writing, bloggers are supposed to be cool, trendy, terrific, run a virtual blogopoly and be prolific too.
Ideally, at Incoming Bytes
Like many others, ----well, um..... I don't always hit that lofty goal.
We have yet to figure out how to write with a blank mind. The Muse is noticeably absent. (that would be M.M. -- a.k.a. Missing Muse) Where is he? (she?) What gender is a muse anyway?
We must be creative, perfect, prolific...
After only 11,006 hits and 146 posts later at Incoming Bytes, the tabula rasa is blank. Nada. No Monday brunch word crunch scratched in that clay. We're compensating by sabbatical-schmoozing, vegging, recovering from Sunday, crumpling up old papers and drinking coffee, but there's nothing cooking up there in the gray matter. How come?
Cooking? I'm hungry. Maybe a sandwich. Food. Too early. The boys in the box are still playing.
(concentrate, read- read- read- read ).......Two hours later.......um....
Eureka! the ultimate solution. Maybe......
Out in Vancouver someone is offering a blogger, any blogger, $50,000 to eat at restaurants every day and presumably blog daily about the bad service, ptomaine poisoning and stomach-stapling required upon retirement. Some kind of culinary
...... Let's see, there are over 800 restaurants in Vancouver, that could even turn out to be a two year job. The mind might be empty, but the belly would be full of roast beef,
I can see I need a timely
Maybe the Muse is already on vacation, maybe he
Ah, so what, why not risk it, the Muse needs fresh air too . Whiskey-Jacks in the Jackpines. Muse walks a country road, two inches of new snow. Push snow sticks. That's a tall walking stick pushed nonchalantly and thoughtfully along the road in the snow in front of Muse. Kind of like reverse dragging, keep in mind the high end is purposefully held in a safe position. Burns calories. Extra mundane stuff. Walk fast or jog, snow-stick throws snow like a mini- snowplow on steroids. Kind of cute. Slow down, road-clearing action stops. Walk faster, lazy Muse. Toss that snow.
Dreaming... Back in the yard, Muse draws funny faces in pristine frozen rain. Make snow art. Smilies, three or four in a row -all different. Why not use Muse's snow art portfolio too.
Work at it, persist, patience, persist, after all, -- so far, --- it took 146 posts and 11,006 hits to empty the mind. With another 446,003 posts and 3,698,000 gazillion hits yet to come, can the mind be willfully refilled ?
If not, off to Vancouver for lunch.Only 2500 miles for lunch.
We'll see. Drive or fly? Decisions. Which restaurant would we bloggerate first? Sum Ting? Chicken Boy? Beef Reef? Pizza-La-La-La ?
We'll consult with Chef Le Muse.
Back at it, wide awake. It must have been the snoozing and schmoozing. The revelation. Wake-up coffee. Watch the Boys in the Box playing some more. "Hey, boys, climb out of the box, time for lunch!"
Think outside of the box.... there's no snow in Vancouver.
Ohh! ....Got it! ...There it is, outside of the box...
Is that incoming I hear?
Photo credit *(c) r.a.kukkee 2012