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Roll with it, baby.

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It was bound to happen. I knew it would some day.  I’d sit down to post to the blog and I’d have no freaking idea what to write about.

That’s not a dream or a nightmare. That’s my reality in this moment, sitting here in my jammies and my wool socks and my ugly but warm slippers waiting for my muse to come along. Maybe she had a late night out last night like I did and found herself overserved. How that can happen with one beer and a few cookies is a mystery, but that combination of alcohol and sugar seems to be a deadly one for me. It could be it is for my muse, too. I don’t blame her for going out and blowing off a little steam. Poor thing, she’s got me to deal with, and a night out once in a while does her good. It’s the morning after when we both suffer.

The notion of having a muse is a curious one. I’d never really considered that there might be one for me until I started up the blog. A couple people have asked me how I do the blog entries, what my process is and if I plan things out.  I laugh. Process? Planning? For serious? I sit down, wait for my muse to show up, and then I write. That’s it. Aside from the first few halting and painfully awkward posts, nothing has been planned. Wednesdays and Fridays have a theme, of course, but I still don’t have any clue what I’m going to post until I open up the template to do the post. It’s all very seat-of-the-pants, and if that shows, well, sorry, but that’s the way it is.

Sometimes I think I have a specific topic to write about, but that usually gets shot right out of the water. I’m okay with that. It seems a fair and accurate reflection of life–you think it’s one thing, but it turns out to be another, and you can either fight it or you can just roll with it, baby.

I’ve sometimes tried to plan it all out in my life, to control and direct and make it how I thought it should be. Disaster ensues. The best laid plans of mice and Kymm, doncha know. I do plan things out on a small scale and that seems to work okay, but for the big issues? Better for me to just roll with it. I’ll let my muse handle the details.



About Kymm

I'm a reader and writer and knitter, a sister, daughter, and friend. This blog is my letter, of love and hate, frustration and joy, rants and praises, to a great big world. You can read it if you want to.

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