The Falsehoods of Common Household Appliances

 

It lies.

It is filled with falsehoods instead of dishes.

I ask it "are you clean?" and it will respond "sure" in an absent tone as if it can't be bothered to look away from ESPN. Its German accent is grating at these times.

I start putting the dishes away and - surprise - some egg from breakfast.

"Did you do this?" 

"Do what?"

I hold up the plate.

"This, right here." I'm pointing madly with emphasis.  "You said you were clean."

Then, laughter. It's a horrible sound: the laughter of an appliance.

 

Wanted: Dishwasher. Must not be pathological liar.

On It

Image on wikicommons thanks to Rama. Thanks Rama. Nicely done.
 

We're plotting and writing scenes.

You know that whole "welling up out of your soul" business? It happens.

I'm working on a piece of genre fiction. I have the beast plotted in the first form of "here ... to ... there" and I understand the transformations in the protagonist I wish to portray for the reader.

I'm on it. I'm putting together scene drafts (what needs to happen in the text) to link some key elements.

I'll be drafting in full next week. 

It's been three years. Time enough. Back on the horse.

I still miss Dean. Died too damn soon; and too damn quickly.

Selfish of me. Meh - I too am a flawed character.

That Ink Will Be Fine

 

Queue the rain : my ink pot had dried up.

I'm adding water and a jungle to my writing desk. Can you call it a writing desk when you've been using it to tie flies?

 

Off for a lovely story set in a tropical resort. Fill the pens. Call the parrots. Import the detective.

It's such a lovely place for murder.

Cue the Laughter

At left, an image of Caruso as Pagliacci.

Hope all is well for all. I'm writing instead of writing about writing. It makes for an inactive blog but it drives forward my goals and so ...

I've been working a draft and it has been hard.

I have discovered that my very dark story about the very dark topic of murder does better with humor.

To make humor, the reflection of the thing must be funny -- not the thing itself.

It isn't the joke. It is the effect of the joke.

Not unlike horror.

I'm off to work on prose. I hope all of you are as well.