Funny Ole World (with Funny Ole People)

I ran into this the other day and it floored me a bit. Isn't it funny how people act and react and expect things from others, all the while they're probably expecting the same from you?

It's funny how relationships work and don't work. It shouldn't be so hard should it? People who get along should just allow themselves to get along. 

Need vs Want

I've written about this before, . . . probably many times. . . but it's a huge part of my life, and a major theme in the novel I'm currently pecking away on in my Reedsy account. I have a good clip going, got some momentum, and Reedsy hooks you up with an editor, so hopefully, this time, I won't get reviews that say "could really use a professional editor."

But I'm writing about Need vs Want. I wrote earlier that men want to be needed and women need to be wanted. I think I wrote about this in terms of Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus. The way that men and women communicate, and fail to communicate and the challenges and problems that grow from that. 

Hard Truths

As the savvy reader will know, I use this space to catalog information for novels and ideas for stories. There my Great Lines thread (HERE), my Last Lines thread (HERE), Evershade thread (HERE) and now the Everyday Sox thread (HERE).

Well, as a part of the story I'm developing for Everyday Sox - it's already written, but it needs to be refined - there is a character who is the foundation for the main character, the lodestone, the stabilizing agent. He's a speaker of plain truths. 

Locked Doors

Another for this new series I'm starting up (see HERE). Again, it's not the best yet, but since I've closed the EE series, it has to go somewhere, and I think it's only a matter of time before it takes shape. Regardless, these resonate with me, so why not keep em.

More Coffee

Since the end of my Evershade series, I've been struggling to find a spot to put those mote juste that come across my life path. Those quick lines, those memorable memes, those terrific one liners that when I see them I realize my fancy has been struck. 

Last week I wrote one that was on coffee (see HERE). So, I'll follow up with this one I suppose, and maybe we'll have a series dedicated to the Columbian bean juice. 

Coffee

My god!

I fucking want you.

The thought of waking up,

making you hot,

then tasting you on my lips.

Totally consuming you

only to do it again and again and again . . .

because on cup of coffee is never enough.

New Series Start and Aces of Writing

The last series I kept updated petered out, so I'm starting a new one. Thinking of naming it "Everyday Sox" for reasons that should not be at all clear to anyone but me. It's a place to put not just "Great Lines" (see HERE for more of those) but also poetic asides I run across, little mementos of writing I see, or other things that I come across that are poignant and deserve being remembered. 

This first one is from a book I am reading currently. No,  . . . not a Dick Francis book. This is a non-fiction History book I'm slowly wading through, not a novel I blaze through like a runaway horse. I was a double major in college . . . English and History. Every now and then I have to feed that side of my psyche.