Knots I’ve Got Yet to Untie
Friday has surreptitiously slunk in while Thursday wasn’t looking, regaled in shades of gray and a cold, autumnal cloak dappled with rain. And I surrendered to the entropy with which it embraced me. I overslept (again). I was wired from talking with the folks over in the Beautiful Brains Chat last night and Wiggy (of Triple Ace Games) and I talked shop for awhile after, so I was up past my bedtime. And then, there’s that thing living in my room. And I mean that literally. During my break between work and the show, I was catching up on Star Trek: TNG (thanks, Netflix!) and I thought I caught something out of the corner of my eye. I dismissed it because I was watching the Phantasm episode where Data has waking nightmares, dreams, and hallucinations. I went, hmmm, I’ve been running tired, maybe I just had a visual hallucination. Interesting. You see, I was channeling Data there for a moment. I honestly didn’t want a creature in my room, so was trying to rationalize the incident away. However, two minutes later when I see this thing running along the baseboard behind the television, I knew it to be a physical, tangible, entity with which I’d have to contend.
You know I write a goodly bit of horror and I have this imagination which decided to run through various myths, legends, and scenarios where I would later go to sleep only to awake with a rabid rat gnawing away on my tongue. Oh, THE HORROR! Right? So, I went back in the house trying to find this thing after the chat with Wiggy concluded and couldn’t. I banged loudly, hoping to lure it out. No luck. So, I went to bed in stages. First, I sat on the love seat in my clothes with an umbrella and all my clothes on, determined to not sleep or to fall asleep on the love seat, prepared to do battle should the need arise. I finally took off my jacket, my shoes, my socks, dressed for bed, and went upstairs, and to sleep. It was a restless sleep. I did reflect on how the dread of a small creature could transfer over and inform my future works in some way, shape, or form. Write what you know. Still, not an experience I hoped to collect. More than anything, I find this rodent layabout an annoyance of the higher order. Such is life. Right? It can’t be all sunshine and daffodils.
So, today, I got up and the thing had gnawed through a bit of carpet to the baseboard. Yippee! It’s got giant fangs. I’ll deal with it. I left the attic door open and I hope it goes back the way it came rather than going back inside later to find the house has become a winter resort for a nest of nasties. Thing is, I’ve NEVER seen a rat in Memphis. In Charleston, absolutely. Wharf rats could be saddled up and ridden along The Battery.
Where does that leave things? I planned to take half a day off to get an iPad2 and just chill a bit. That’s still the plan. Looking forward to it. I got a lot of response from my post yesterday where people were taken aback by the amount of work I do and there have been friendly offers of help. I may take some of you up on them. I do know that things are caught up for a bit, and I probably need to take a small break, so am going to disconnect for a few days and let the batteries recharge. Thanks for the reality check, folks!
There will be knots yet to untie on Monday. This is the real world. There will always be knots of varying qualities with which to contend, whether they are of the writing or rodent variety!
Until next time, I bid you, dear reader, adieu!