Sunday, October 3, 2010

Man the ramparts!

I am drinking several cups of coffee. I decided on this action when I gently started nodding off behind the computer and I felt I had no desire yet to go back to bed. I was there earlier, but woke up because I had to go to the toilet and let Tyke out back and that was enough reason for me to want to stay up. I can't withstand the excitement of walking into the living room and turning on the computer and hoping there are some emails in my inbox.

Usually, I am not disappointed and I wasn't tonight, though the pickings were slim. There were only four emails and most of those were comments on my blog posts, though I am happy with them, of course. I won't look a gift horse in the mouth and comments are very welcome gifts. As a matter of fact, I prefer them to regular emails, which have a tendency to be about things people want from me or appointments that are canceled. They are seldom emails I really want to get. I always brace myself before I read them, except for the ones from my older sister. They are very chatty and she sends at least two a day. They are so uncomplicated.

Anyway, so here I am up in the middle of the night again, unwilling to go back to bed, though I will when it gets to be morning, and it's not as if I have a moonlit, starry sky to entice me because I can't see a thing of the night sky. I didn't even know there was a full moon the other night until someone pointed it out to me and I thought that declared my odd behavior. I am such a lunatic.

Come on, I am being a slow poke and the night is rushing toward dawn. I always have to sit and contemplate my navel. It would be better if I just sat and wrote, I would get a post written much quicker. Now I endlessly sit and reread the words I've written and it does me no good at all. I can't be having writer's block. I do know what I want to write about. The subject is very simple. It is all about me and what I think and what I've done. It can't get much easier than that. I'm not writing the great American novel. I think that was Main Street, wasn't it? Or is it Lake Wobegone Days? The jury is out on that one. Tell me what you think is the great American novel.

Speaking of novels, I do need to go back to reading mine, but instead of reading the one I had started, I think maybe I need to start a new one. It's very possible that I'm not in the proper mood for the book I was reading before I was so rudely interrupted by my crazy mood. I may need to put that one on the bookcase for a while and get out something else that intrigues me more. I have enough books to choose from and I must look carefully and see what I think may be attractive now. If you have any suggestions on novels I should read, then please let me know. Maybe I already have them, if not, I'll add them to my wish list over at My ever growing wish list. Some day, when I hit the jackpot, I'm going to order them all. And buy a new bookcase. I'll have to move, though, because I won't have a place to put it.

Have a good morning.



jeannette said...

Is that your painting, Irene? It's a different style than I'm used to from you, that's why I ask...
Am also wondering if you have fish in a fishbowl and a cat.. if do, hope that you keep your cat well fed, otherwise you might miss some fish one day:)

Wow, a sister who writes you twice a day? What a treasure!

Twain12 said...

unfortunately i have no suggestion on a book, i hope you find something you like though. You have a dedicated sister :)
Have a great Sunday !

Gail said...

You keep playing hide and seek and I was never very good at that game.

I have been reading Greg Iles and his books keep you reading.

Have a wonderfully magical day!

Wisewebwoman said...

I keep a list on the side of my blog and you can always go to that, I rate them, 5 being good and 1 being terrible waste of time.

Bernie said...

We are so blessed too have sisters who care about us....I know I have 2 of the best.
Hope you are resting and everything is going well today. Keeping you in my prayers always my friend.....:-) Hugs

Grit said...

john dos passos: USA (trilogy) i liked those. i suppose scott fitzgerald isn't serious enough to be great but he defined a time. and personally, i have always loved main street by sinclair lewis. but maybe better up to date and with clear eyes: beloved by toni morrison.

i never got on with john updike, kurt vonnegurt nor hemmingway.

the american lit course came in for something...!

Maggie May said...

I wish I had a sister!

I don't seem to be doing as much reading these days. There just doesn't seem to be as much time in the day to do all the things I want to. i swear the days are not as long as they used to be!

It seems to be drab, dismal and cold here in England! Hope you get a better deal.
Luv Maggie X

Nuts in May

Lane said...

I've just finished Sacred Hearts by Sarah Dunant and thoroughly enjoyed it. It's about nuns in 16th century Italy and was riveting.

Have a good day Nora. Constant rain here unfortunately.