& i have nooo fucking idea why but in a CELEBRATORY manner even tho: 2020 sucks a Big greeeen donkey dick. But fuck it i'm gonna celebrate that i'm still HERE. still writing on this godforsaken blog or at least reader forsaken cuz gahhh i hope god didn't forsake Lickety Split Cleaning Service Blogspot... heh
so the impetus for this burst of wanting to writerly is a book i found down between the wall & my couch called ' What To Say When You Talk To Yourself' by Shad Helmstetter,PhD. i picked it up for either 25 cents outside of Phoenix Books downtown or grabbed it in a free box cuz it sounds like that kinda title we shouldn't judge books by. so far i've only read the intro and the acknowledgements which are solid thoughtful i guess.. i mean he's the guy that wrote this book so it's safe to say he's confident about the right solid thoughtful things ta say, n'est-ce-pas?
as soon as i did my thing where i close my eyes and put my fingers along the edges of the pages of the closed book to Open it to the page i'm supposed to read... & i found pix of my kids i had stashed in there!
Yayyyyy!! & an envelope i had kissed and a Large Olive can label ... so far this book is pretty Good!
Lookit Happy & Pop-Pops eleven years ago maybe 12.. i like how they are Barely smiling
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