…otherwise known as writer’s block!
September 9, 2024
I thought for sure that in January of this year I would be monetized, and, that my readers — exercising subscriber rights — would be feeding me perspectives and feelings I might not have thought about (or experienced) within my Own Self.
And while a number of readers and friends have commented to (and on) my musings — these interactions haven’t taken the shape of a regular discourse — with the exception of Friend Clive (who is my only one current Reader on the paid subscription).
I’d hate to think that my new writing constipation has come down to attrition…an attrition born of an unrelenting hammering by the Left and the Right. While we all know that there are multiple realities that should be entertained while when we critique social engineering (often referred to as ‘politics’) — the Left and the Right continue to function as if there are only two — realities — with no common middle ground.
I recently spent a couple of weeks with my brother as we got my mother’s home ready for sale. He’s not so much a Trumpian as he is a member of the anti-Bidenian echo chamber. I found myself needling him that Hunter Biden was at the root of the world’s travails (which I feel I’ve suggested before?).
And this is the other thing about being frozen: as you commit a thought to paper — it becomes familiar — as-if you are repeating yourself — a dynamic I dare not perpetuate around the Wife.
So I wanted to rejoin the abortion debate — but I’m not sure why there would be a debate with the drug Mifepristone and the humanity that must allow a late-term abortion if the mother’s life is at stake.
Neither could I finish my piece on antisemitism as the Middle East is mired in daily atrocities — so much so that any solution is like trying to pull out a long noodle from a plate of spaghetti- soaked in blood.
Perhaps there will be some stimulus hope for this writer now that there could be a developing trend of charging the parents of school shooters (I’m pretty sure I suggested this solution a-number-of-years-back?). If this solution gains traction — I’ll have to re-visit this social dynamic and ponder what “cold” cases might still hold parents of school shooters accountable.
For-the-moment, however — we have another presidential debate coming up (if we dare to call the exercise of character assassination a debate) — and I would like to think that Kamala might bring both grace and professionalism to the debate table.
But Trump has experience in unsettling his competition with lies and insults.
I would also like to think that Trump’s mouth might finally be his undoing! But as his supporters have shown us over the years — there is nothing that he could say or do to lose their support — a dynamic I have attempted to analyze ad nauseam.
But looky here! I have managed to bang out 500-words regarding my constipation. This may have been the enema I needed! Now I will see what further defrosting Tuesday Night brings!