Write Lightning is a blog from writer Deb Thompson.
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(Some links or topics may not be completely kid-appropriate.)
Everyone is welcome here.
(Some links or topics may not be completely kid-appropriate.)
Thu, Jul 26 2007
Camping up writer's block on a foggy, foggy day
I have been in the strangest mood all morning. I was drowsy after breakfast, which is completely atypical for me. But I had taken half an antihistamine in an attempt to dry up allergy symptoms and one of the side-effects is drowsiness. I sat here trying to think and make motions on the keyboard in order to produce a witty blog entry, but was thinking that writer's block may be another side-effect of antihistamines.
And then I went and visited Tommy's blog and watched the video he'd linked to, which was a quiet scene from the film Harvey (Yes, the one about a six-foot rabbit.) That was mind-bending enough, but then I read Tommy's blog entry from July 20, in which he describes an eerie overnight stay at his parents' house while they were out of town. His night was full of cats clawing their way up screens, water faucets inexplicably gone dry and things that wandered in and out, making thumps and bumps into the wee hours.
We have a thick marine layer over us on the Central Coast. It may be just another day when very little in the way of unusual events visits us. But it feels like a morning when just about anything bizarre could happen and somehow seem like no surprise at all.
posted at: 09:22 | category: /Writing Life | link to this entry
I have been in the strangest mood all morning. I was drowsy after breakfast, which is completely atypical for me. But I had taken half an antihistamine in an attempt to dry up allergy symptoms and one of the side-effects is drowsiness. I sat here trying to think and make motions on the keyboard in order to produce a witty blog entry, but was thinking that writer's block may be another side-effect of antihistamines.
And then I went and visited Tommy's blog and watched the video he'd linked to, which was a quiet scene from the film Harvey (Yes, the one about a six-foot rabbit.) That was mind-bending enough, but then I read Tommy's blog entry from July 20, in which he describes an eerie overnight stay at his parents' house while they were out of town. His night was full of cats clawing their way up screens, water faucets inexplicably gone dry and things that wandered in and out, making thumps and bumps into the wee hours.
We have a thick marine layer over us on the Central Coast. It may be just another day when very little in the way of unusual events visits us. But it feels like a morning when just about anything bizarre could happen and somehow seem like no surprise at all.
posted at: 09:22 | category: /Writing Life | link to this entry
