YOUR CALL
Sunday May 31, 2015
Scripted, not.
Prepared, or not.
Dialing, ringing, likely some notion of what we will say, how to start. No sentences structured, but a vague idea …
Incoming calls? Different animals entirely.
Depends who is ready, who is surprised, who is off-guard, who is on-message, on-track, on-their game.
Go ahead, make the call.
Context.
Mood.
Time, place.
Who and where and when – conversations start before words form.
What we’ve seen before, what we see now.
What we’ve heard before, what we are hearing now.
Memory, snippets of someone frozen in time – like still life paintings – someone’s image (perhaps our own) captured, how some event occurred, how someone behaved before.
Still life memories tell us as much about people and where they are headed as balance sheets alone tell us the direction businesses will take …
Not much.
Mark Kolke
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 11C/51F, clear, calm – slow-limp (icing my ankle now) through quiet streets, empty trails of memory …
Reader feedback:
ELEMENTS OF DIGGING STYLE
Hi Mark, Today your musing brings to mind the fable of the scorpion and the fox. Disregarding the trust issue, the real moral of this story is that we do what is in our nature to do, DK, Edmonton, AB
Writing is akin to therapy. Written thoughts translate to revelation, speculation, elevation. Even if the writing is seemingly fictional there is always an element of reality that slips through. Writers write to expose some truth that they are unwillingly to admit to themselves. Just thinking...You often inspire me that way in your Musings. Glad to have made your acquaintance even though it may only be virtual. GW, Bon Wier, Tx.
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