There are dragons eating brownies.
I do not know where that came from.
But it is, right there, right now.
What comes into my brain after another 2,000 plus words … is well it should be a reasonable thing. Instead I get these things like “dragons are eating brownies.” I mean, c’mon Michael what is going on with you? Is this an inner call to write some fantasy? Or perhaps (gosh I like that word, perhaps) I should consider some children’s literature? Nah, not for me. Maybe some fantasy.
Used to be, once a month I would go to the, at that time the only Beer Store, and big a wide variety of beers. Got new things? I will take some. A hundred dollars worth of beer. I had, or thought I had, to be up on the beers we had in Portland. I was writing for a series of beer magazines. So a bunch of beer.
Now I go a month without having a beer at all. There are some things I miss, like a Porter. I have a rumored to be a good Porter waiting for me. But it continues to wait. Brownies would taste good with the Porter. But those dragons…
Remember Herb Caen … a killer great writer. He used a series of “Loyal Royal” typewriters … from 1938 to 1997. Over 14,000,000 words. He was also fond of ellipses …
Read a book set in San Francisco if you can. They get out a Royal typewriter and practice … if you can. Can I go to a Halloween party as him? With a typewriter?
This is getting too silly.
-— MichaelRpdx :: (L)rkm
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