Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Finding Yourself

Tonight I saw Joey at work. She was loading my bulky boxes onto one of my trucks. When I jumped in that truck later, I looked at the wall of boxes and thought, Joey does a bang-up job. That's a good wall.

Then I realized it was the wall I had built the last time I was in that trailer.

A few years ago I was going through the files on my old computer. I came across something that I assumed to be a report written by Slimysculpin. I thought, he's a good writer. I should aspire to write like him. But I read on and realized it was a short story I had started writing about a scientist who had a lot of early success and had become bored with life (his big invention was remote-control seaweed; think of the possibilities).

Anyway, it's cool to look at your own work objectively and really like it.

By the way, Slimysculpin would be a good writer if he would just write something. Lazy fish.


Native Minnow said...

Remote control seaweed? I guarantee the armed forces would pay big money for that. Maybe it's time you started working on that invention.

slimysculpin said...

So you found a document about remote-control seaweed and assumed I wrote it for an actual class? What is it you think ecologists actually do?

PsychoIntern said...

Is Slimy Sculpin your brother J***?
Just curious...

flieswithoutwings said...

The story started out describing the background on the fictional scientist and it sounded like a real report, then I read the seaweed part and I realized it was just a silly story I wrote.

Sculpin is a friend from college. I don't think my brother reads my blog.