I do write the wittiest of . . . thoughts. Yes, so often do I blog in my head! Or craft stories! I even find things strung together so beautifully in the middle of a text. How odd that these do not get published or recognized. . .
When I was a little girl I remember wishing I could write my thoughts onto a sort of ticker tape in my brain that would somehow make it out into the world. That way I would not lose the stories or, rather untimely yet surely hilarious, retorts that passed through my head. But a ticker tape inside my head would be both difficult to implant, run, maintain and somehow print. Would the paper be dispensed through my ear? Would I then need to retype the thoughts?
But they would not be lost!
Thus I ramble.
Often I think of writing things that begin with "How to Stop Sucking in 5 Days or Less" or maybe something with a legitimately positive title. Then I do not pick up a pen in time, or I do not get out my laptop. And if I do the words and thoughts seem to drift away before word or the internet finally open.
Alas clearly my remaining a non-prolific writer (and most definitely why I am an unpublished one!), is the fault of technology or ink and paper. Yes. Not me.
Not me.
Says the girl now bored of her own words.
