Like A Rootless Flame, In Awe I Stare...

Ahh, another post so soon.

This writing thing is not as easy as they make out.

This writing thing is easier than they make out.

The two sides of writing are being discovered by mello. Sometimes I am writing as many words as the days it takes to write them. Othere days, like today, I am writing hundreds of words before I have even realised my fingers are moving.

I do like my job as a (in)security officer. I sit there liked a coiled spring, waiting to be called upon to flex my muscles and move a traffic cone. But things rarely happen so I am forced to spend my waged hours filling my time in other ways. Listening to the radio, listening to my iPod, reading books, not solving crossword puzzles, and now, adding words to my attempted novel. And I must admit, progress, although on the whole fairly slow, is moving forward steadily. I now have around 4,000 words which results in a prologue (added most recently), the opening chapter and a large part, although a small percentage, of the following chapter. I also have a footnote.

The other wonderful thing that appeared today was a line that was inspired by one of lifes experiences. I have been "taken poorly" over the last few days and last night, while vomiting, I was inspired to add a, what I think might be, a funny line. See, as someone says, every cloud (I feel a lot better now, thanks for asking)

Well, time to go, time waits....