Saturday, August 9, 2008
"The most beautiful things are those that madness prompts and reason writes."
"You should write about that," urges Spouse often in attempts to assist me with writing material. He is my muse at the best of times, and if an idea strikes his mind he mentions it quickly lest he forget.
Most lamentably, I always fail to write the note, trusting implicitly in my memory, and inevitably Spouse's notion is tragically lost to the wind. Should I turn to Spouse hours later and request a second telling, his horrified expression tells all I need to know: he has lost it too.
Between the two of us we are sometimes unable to ever recall the fleeting glimpse of a story but their tantalising memories haunt us yet. One might suggest simply using pen and paper but I tend not to do so- due, perhaps, to the inexpensive nature of such implements and the ease with which we can forget or dismiss them. Spouse and I, then, determined that we ought to invest in a more costly and inspiring object that we will never forget to carry with us and never neglect to use in situations of potentials literary creativity.
Sometime in the coming week we will receive a small package in the mail: we purchased a miniature digital voice recorder, long considered, abandoned, reconsidered in a conflicting whirlwind of options and frugality.
"You should write about that," said Spouse, and although the tiny item has not yet arrived I completely agreed, made a mental note, and- well- here we are.
Posted by Phyllis Hunt McGowan at 7:51 PM