'God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.'
I don't think when Francois Arouet wrote those words, he meant them as I understand them, but I do think he would appreciate the understanding I take of them.
People are bloody-minded and ridiculous, and they dumb themselves down so that they don't have to be intelligent. I wish I could be as light-hearted as some of these ridiculous scoundrels, but I don't have the lack of drive.
Faugh.
Anyhow, I don't mean to return to this blog on a negative note, but sometimes, people just drive me up the wall. I think I need these half-hour hikes I've been taking on weekdays, just a few hours to rock climb and trample through the wood finding blackberries and foxes tangled up in each other and, every now and again, a deer, or minnows in the creek.
I'm going introspective, people, and my Muses are running in terror. I think I'm going to have to find a tall slender blue-eyed blond with a crooked smile and oddly white teeth to laugh about. They're always good for an eye-bat or two.
So I haven't done any real art or writing lately, but I'm convinced that my novel is really coming together.
(giggle)