Sunday, August 20, 2017
My shortcomings and virtues in one
I was lying in bed, turning over a few good blog ideas in my head before dozing, when I got onto a really good one. So I started telling myself this sharp little blog post in my own mind, like a bedtime story. It was soothing, not least because here I was, short on my posts, and now there was this beautiful little one making dancing, erudite pictures in my imagination.
"Should I get up and go downstairs and write it?" I asked myself.
Hemingway would have. Tolstoy would have. Flannery O'Connor would have.
I rolled over and let the angels have it.