There’s an old Chinese curse which reads as follows, “May you live in interesting times.”
Some folks may enjoy a life of roller coaster ups and downs, but let’s face it, even that can get a bit predictable. Far better to have a bit of stability, a solid foundation upon which to build your dreams and desires, a necessary foothold so one can get on with the proper business of creation.
When I sink into the creative act of writing, the proper work of it all, I prefer an environment of few distractions, and little noise. Sunlight is acceptable, the hum of the computer, and the clack of the keyboard, but little else. And as for my real world, the bubble in which I live, I like peace, blue skies, and daffodils.
We don’t always get that, and the interesting times challenge us to rise to the occasion or surrender to a (supposed) entropic bliss (which is anything but). This week, for me, has been interesting, to say the least. I’d like to hope I’ve handled the challenges with grace and aplomb, or at least something approximating a job well done.
Next week, I hope to be out of the weeds, and back in the shiny fields. I’ll muddle along, thinking my thoughts, and dream my dark dreams.
Until next time, I bid you, dear reader, adieu!