Notes - naked in thought

         After twenty-two hundred hours. You are ready for bed after a busy day mostly running errands, the first mowing and otherwise working on the yard. You did receive a surprise early birthday gift from old friends Doug and Nancy G. – Jonah Lehrer’s new book, Imagine: How Creativity Works and you are anxious to begin reading it.

         I mentioned in my “Thank You” that two evenings ago I was listening to an interview with Lehrer about the book on NPR and it sounded like an interesting book to read – now I have a copy. Awesome. What a delightful surprise. Tomorrow should be a quieter day for such activity.

         While mowing you were thinking about your first three self-published novels and all the grammatical errors you know are floating in the content. You keep feeling the need to apologize to those who have tried reading the books; you want to revise them all. You are embarrassed because you worked on grammatical construction in your thirty-seven years of teaching and even more so when teaching one of your favorite subjects, ‘expository writing’ to juniors/seniors. – Amorella

         I need to be continually embarrassed by those many uncaught errors, many of them proving [example: proofing] mistakes and misspellings caused by typing the wrong word. I felt I needed to write one book a year for fear that if I did not I never would complete them. Mostly the books are at least one step below a ‘professional’ final draft – the operating words here are: ‘the books are published in the near final draft stage’. I kept writing partly because I never knew how they were going to come out, especially book three, which I thought early on was going to be the actual last book. Here I am still puttering around with book four. I want to know how four, five and six are going to come out too.

         Let’s put a disclaimer column on the left that sorts this problem out from my perspective. We can do that tomorrow. Post. – Amorella

         I don’t know if this is such a good idea, Amorella. I have no idea what you are going to write.

         You never know what I am going to write, boy. Never. – Amorella

         Yes, this is a commandment I can readily understand.

         Don’t second guess. “Commandment” is a usable word in context here, besides it’s not capitalized. Post. – Amorella

         I usually say never use never, but in this case it is better to be more absolute. It is easy enough to think of you as angelic-like from my perspective as a writer. I could never imagine what a hell one would go though feeling/believing sheorhe was correctly anticipating what a real Angel would say.

         You can imagine enough, boy. – Amorella

         I can imagine it would not be a good place to be – to desire or to believe one could read an angelic mind. Milton’s Paradise Lost comes to mind. It cannot be better to reign in the hell of one’s own creation than to serve in the heaven of one’s own creation. Talk about second guessing and the terrible waste of mind that would ensue while an Angel naked in thought stares right through your heartansoulanmind.