It came to me July 1st – halfway through a pot of coffee.
I’d read some things online, read my Sunday New York Times, Gusta wanted to go out for her walk, I was looking for an email that didn’t arrive, my head was mired in life and my sore ankle.
I was dragging my feet, literally.
AND frustrated with an ongoing struggle with two writing issues swirling in my head.
The stalled ‘novel’ – more over ‘time available’ than lack of ideas about where the story leads, but perhaps without enough steam in my engine. Elsewhere in my brain, an ongoing wrestle of how/when and in what form to publish my poetry, short-stories and more than 15 years of daily columns. Not a high priority, but still the niggling question: “could two of those short stories be a longer story, maybe novel material?”
Gears in my brain found a way to combine two problems into one solution. Time to haul them off dusty shelves to begin their assembly.
Weaving these has already made each element of the story better, deeper and more complex than before.
Got me thinking …
So many things in our lives, in our work and business, our personal lives and hobbies exist in little silos of activity. They don’t touch, don’t mingle – we don’t see connections which might be obvious when combined. Or they might be obvious to someone else – but for that, we would have to let someone peek.
Silos are good for feeding cattle but not so useful anywhere else. Silos are only vertical, they aren’t open and they don’t share or spread or mingle.
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