Thursday, March 11, 2010

When you ask for suggestions...

I'm being attacked by a scene.

Yesterday, I was attacking it, going at it every which way I could, trying to beat it into submission. Apparently it is not the submissive sort.

Today a new idea is flickering in my brain. No, more than that--it's skittering around like a rabid mongoose, a virulent thing determined to send reinforcements to the beachhead of my imagination. If it gets a toehold, I know it will conquer the clown of my uncertainty over what to do next, plot-wise, and I will feel centered again.

And then I will eat bacon to celebrate. :)

Okay, that's what comes of asking for words-to-include-in-my-blog-post suggestions on Twitter. All the words in bold were suggested. Make of it what you will.

What's that you say? You think it's dumb??

Look, I could've just said "The clown centered on the beachhead fed bacon to the virulent mongoose in the flickering moonlight." But that would've been silly. And I wanted to make it relevant.

Work with me here, people!


Susan Adrian said...


Ha. :)

Tawna Fenske said...

Mmmm . . . bacon.

You had me at bacon.

And you had me laughing through the whole thing. Thanks for that!


Linda G. said...

You can never go wrong with bacon!

The Alliterative Allomorph said...

I see you've also created individual labels using these words too! That's fantastic :)

Linda G. said...

Hi, AA! Welcome. :) Yes, I'm getting so technologically savvy, learning about labels and such. My next project is to redesign the whole internet to my exact specifications.

Elisabeth Black said...

I was wondering what that was... Sometimes it's like you miss one little tweet, and nothing after makes sense.