The Muse Takes A Day Off
After several trials of color, layout, and font, I think I have finally landed on the final layout of this blog. And wouldn't you know it, simple is better.
A change from poetry today. I feel like a joke or two...
Q. How many writers does it take to change a light bulb?
A. Ten. One to change it; nine to think they could have done it better.
Q. How many publishers does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A. Three. One to screw it in, two to hold down the author.
(Jokes have been shamelessly lifted from JamesPHogan.com.
Thank you James Hogan, whoever you are!)
I put that picture up because that's what I'm wishing I could do! I've grabbed hold of my muse several times today and have soundly beaten her each time. Still nothing. She just flits away and laughs, only to return to her poolside lounge chair, her frosty strawberry daquiri, and her Cosmopolitan Magazine, which is now sporting shiny fingerprints from her suntan oil.
Okay, on to organizing my desk and brainstorming more article ideas. God knows the only way I'm going to get my Muse's attention is by disguising myself as a tan, muscular cabana boy, and that's not going to happen anytime soon to this pale Irish girl.

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