Ten years ago I was writing several blogs on various subjects - F1 motor racing, Music, Classic Cars, Great Romances and, most crushingly, a personal journal that included my thoughts on America, memories of England and Africa, opinion, humour, writing and anything else that occurred. It all became too much (I was attempting to update the journal every day) and I collapsed, exhausted and thoroughly disillusioned in the end.
So this blog is indeed a Toe in the Water, a place to document my thoughts in and on WdC but with a determination not to get sucked into the blog whirlpool ever again. Here's hoping.
The only thing we have going for us is that we are good at inventing technology to surpass all those fangs and claws and the like that other predators have.{i/}
This may have been true up to the invention of the cellphone; this particular device does not seem to help us ward off danger, but instead seems to distract us from danger. I say this after almost driving over a person so engrossed in their phone they walked right into traffic.
I suspect that my travels are like a cat moving from bed to bed. I have fewer nightmares when I travel and feel safer with strangers than people who knew me way-back-when.
I can think of one instance that doesn't exactly use -ough to sound as -ow but rather replaces -ough with - ow and I have always assumed changed the pronunciation as well. And that would be in The Rubyiat of Omar Khayam in possibly the most-quoted lines "a loaf of bread, a jug of wine and thou beside me singing in the wilderness. Oh that wilderness were paradise enow!" Pardon any typos or paraphrasing as I am on my phone and hopeless with teeny tiny keyboard as.
I cannot find the word sometimes... very frustrating. That seems to be what you're experiencing.
However, if I need to say it in French (more so than my other languages) then it's better for me just say it and translate. More like what Andrea faces.
"I can know exactly what I want to write and then, seconds later, when I come to the point of typing the most important word, I find it’s gone. It matters not that I knew the word mere moments ago, somehow it has departed my brain and refuses to return."
Thank you ... I don't feel so bad knowing I'm not alone in this. These days it seems to take forever to write something.
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.19 seconds at 9:15am on Dec 12, 2024 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
