Writing from within a hamster ball

Writing a book is hard business.  Every morning I get to it, often just tapping out one or two sentences before closing the file.  Then, days like today, I can go off on dozens of forgotten tangents before deciding to get back to what make some more immediate money.

It’s like reaching out through a giant hamster ball.  I can say this with confidence rather than rely on imagination because I was actually inside of a hamster ball.  Look, here, I’ll prove it.

Photo for The Hull Times “courtesy of” Catherine Goldhammer

It was padded with pockets of air sealed in by a thick, smooth plastic.  And then there was another layer, with one birth canal for escaping.  The purpose was to roll it and beat the opponent, which, in this case was a franchisee for Games 2 U, and I lost.  But getting back to the point…

How to know what crumbs are worthy of this grammatical, verbal torture is a porblem for me.  How do I choose what might interest you, a potential, future reader?  There is also the matter of it all being too much and then I quickly make the notion boring.

I let go of any other purpose other than I would like to have one back tooth replaced and be able to pay my vet bills.

Comments

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If I could get a chance to experience that, I would really be happy. Imagine the excitement and the adrenalin rush by the time your inside it and you'll be rolled down the hill.