Testing, testing, 1–2–3. Once upon a time, in a land far away . . . the swift brown fox jumped over the lazy dog . . .
Pardon me, just trying to be certain I’ve not forgotten how to type. It seems the keys are in working order, my fingers easily find each one, so typing is not the issue, it appears I still remember how to form words in a manner resembling sentences.
I guess I can check those excuses off my * why on earth am I not writing? * list.
There must be an internal malfunction disrupting the usual flow of words I rarely have to fight with such vigor to release.
My typically energetic neurons have been slacking off in the synaptic connection department, maybe the receptors are busted. The problem must lie somewhere within those billions of nerve cells running my information processing center. My synaptic connections are simply not synapsing and connecting.
Perhaps my neurons need input. I have hundreds of books from which to choose, all with the potential to jump-start my ridiculously stubborn mind. If I could just syphon all the excess and unneeded and unwanted thought from it, I’m certain I would regain coherent and functional use of the blasted thing.
The closest I’ve come to actual writing these past weeks was changing the words to Green Eggs and Ham to reflect my disdain for people. Sam-I-Am meets his demise at the end. A dear friend suggested I seek pharmaceutical intervention after reading it. I assured her I was properly medicated, but she seemed doubtful.
So, woe is me.
I suppose I will peruse my overflowing shelves for a good read, suggestions are welcome.
INTERMISSION
I’ve narrowed my choices down to four, but I cannot come to a final decision.
The Bell Jar —Sylvia Plath
The Professor and the Madman — Simon Winchester
Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children — Ransom Riggs
The Fourth Hand — John Irving
Please feel free to provide your thoughts as mine are wholly unreliable at this time.
The Qwiet Muse 
I don’t mean to make light of your current plight, but you did make me laugh when you described your friend’s reaction to the new Dr. Seuss. Perhaps you should steer clear of Horton Hears a Who. And no, I don’t typically rhyme like this. Is there something contagious on your site? Have you tried lots of chocolate?
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It could indeed be contagious 🙂 A fun rhyme is always good for a smile . . . I would love a bit of chocolate deliciousness, but for me it would have to be sugar free, it just doesn’t hold the same magnificently therapeutic value of real chocolate. Diabetes kinda sucks, then again, I could just take some extra insulin. Knowing you got a giggle out of my madness is rather therapeutic in itself 🙂
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Oh, bummer about diabetes!
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Hmm I think Miss Peregrine’s Home For Peculiar Children sounds interesting! In fact I might just order it on Kindle and read it myself! Glad to see you back even if your fingers can’t type anymore ;0
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This is the one I hagan last night . . . So far so good!
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Began. Autocorrect is my nemesis.
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The Professor and the Madman is hard going. I read it once because of the OED connection and hoped it would be far better than it is. It’s fascinating as a piece of history, but…as I say. Hard going.
I recommend Lewis Thomas or Gerald Durrell as alternatives.
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Disappointing to hear, I picked it up for the same reason. I went with Miss Peregrene’s home for Peculiar Children. I will check out what Thomas and Durrell are offering 🙂
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We both got suckered then. Worth reading, but not worth remembering. And have a good book lined up for after.
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