I had this idea about telling you all of my winter-weather related malaise, and how the certain slant of light effect is manifesting. But, instead, I will share with you this song, by King Missile:
She had nothing to say
She had nothing to say
"Well, that's a start," she thought to herself
And she picked up her pen and the small notepad
And she laid down on her bed
Paralyzed, she held the pen
Oh, maybe eight millimeters from the page
For at least a half an hour
And then she thought to herself,
"Oh, who am I kidding?
I know I have nothing to say."
She wanted to throw the pen away
No, she wanted to take a hammer
Pound the pen into her skull
Blood gushes out like Old Faithful
World engulfed in a red sea
The final flood
No, screw the pen
Keep the hammer
Get a chisel
Sculpt away at the skull
Reveal the ivory woman in agony
Hidden within
"No, screw those ideas," she said
"I'm just gonna write," she said
"I don't care if I got nothing to say
I'm just gonna scribble away
Until I find something"
Yeah, but she's crossing out every other word
She knows she's not fooling anybody
She knows she has nothing to say
Just like me
Sometimes, this time of year, all you can do is notice colors: fuchsia, apple green, marigold orange. It's an act of faith in spring and summer, that these colors will appear once again outside of H&M...
Posted by: Jo | Thursday, February 01, 2007 at 09:46 PM
Beautiful lyrics.
And you. You've got lots to say. Even if it doesn't seem like it when you hold the pen.
Hope everyone is on their way to full recovery.
Posted by: Lilian | Friday, February 02, 2007 at 12:22 AM
I was starting to get worried about you.
Hang in there!
Posted by: ak girl | Friday, February 02, 2007 at 07:49 AM
I hear you on the winter blahs...tough road to hoe. I love my litebox, need more of it.
Posted by: Aurelia | Friday, February 02, 2007 at 09:02 PM
I LOVE THIS. YES YES YES!
Posted by: Jana | Saturday, February 10, 2007 at 10:48 PM
But where are the boobs? We were promised boobs woman!
Just kidding I completely hear you on the winter blahs.
Posted by: Wasabi | Tuesday, February 13, 2007 at 03:16 AM
hey you? you hanging in there?
if you're up for it, I'd love to see your Winter Holiday whooziwitzie post. Or your boobs ;-)
Posted by: artsweet | Wednesday, February 14, 2007 at 10:00 AM
Happy Valentine's Day, Kateri. Hope you are well.
Posted by: Meli | Wednesday, February 14, 2007 at 10:23 AM
You okay?
Posted by: Essi | Wednesday, February 14, 2007 at 04:44 PM