Marsha asked what it is that I do, besides writing ridiculous ditties, and of course blog. She wants to know about my creative outlets.
I have none.
I have the color coordination of a color-blind walrus in a paint shop. My blog? Pre-matched. My clothes? - One reason I wear dresses, nothing to match.
I can recognize good work. I just can't replicate it. I have tried scrapbooking, stamping, crocheting, sewing, and cake decorating. While they don't look like a three year old made them, they do look like a Iused a blunt instrument that slipped and killed itself.
You wouldn't even be able to recognize my stick people.
I'm not the best writer, but I'm not bad.
When someone says, "Close your eyes and think of how you want your painting, drawing, sculpture to be. Now open your eyes and do it." I can't. I think flat.
When I write I can give you the important information, I can insert emotion. I can give you the impression that you are seeing what I am seeing, but if you were to sit down and try to draw it or sculpt it or paint it, you wouldn't have enough of the details to make it look right. However when you are reading it, you don't know that. You feel like you are there, you insert your own images, colored just enough by my influence.
I write. That's what I do. |
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Jul. 7, 2006
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Tehee, I guess I'm a walrus too...
That's one of the best reasons for wearing dresses that I've ever heard!
Yup, you're are definitely a great writer-- I would never have thought of a color blind walrus in a paint shop before. Only you, my dear friend, would come up with something like that!