Rather Be Writing Than Building Any Day
I ever told you how weird it is to be speaking this into my
computer and seeing it come on to the screen as text? What
is actually most funny are all the words that appear that
I had absolutely nothing to do with! I speak my mind pretty
well, so I hate when my train of thought becomes interrupted
by my having to go back and correct everything that was written
wrong. One of these days I should really brighten up your
Sunday morning and offer to you as my column a listing of
all my mistakes before I correct them. Its as if this
machine has a mind of its own or perhaps does not like anything
that I'm saying. I highly doubt that.
that most writers, when they sit down to write pretty much
have an idea of what they want to say even before they begin
to write one word. The way I do this column to you guys each
week is highly dependent on what is going on that particular
day or week. As I'm sitting here writing to you, I'm looking
out at some sort of strange thing floating in the lake. I
have been looking at this particular strange thing for about
two weeks. No let me correct that. It has only been about
a week. It actually looks like some sort of floating tree.
But it actually more fun to think of it as some type of sea
monster. Or, rather some type of Lake monster! Herman wants
to name it Chucky the Caroga Critter. I vetoed this because
I dont believe in naming monsters-plus his name is so
lame. What it actually is, is some type of tree that was blown
down during a storm.
we have a storm here, the lake becomes almost ocean like in
its strength and wind power. I have totally felt like I was
sitting at the ocean and not the lake on some very windy days.
It has become so windy at times that Herman has actually put
a chair up against the front doors to prevent them from blowing
in against the wind. Not that he really thought this would
happen, he was just being careful because the wind was so
fierce that particular night. On those particular days, the
wind is so intense, that I am really glad our builder was
so circumspect with his placement of the windows. I specifically
remember him putting in one particular window when the wind
was just howling. I'm not sure he actually wanted to do it
at that particular moment, but there was a piece of plywood
where the window was supposed to be and I sort of pleaded
with him to do it right then because the wind was coming through.
particular window was added late, but that's a whole other
column about building houses and all the problems associated
with that! But believe me when I tell you things can and will
go wrong when building a house. Same with speaking into a
computer, little adjustments must be made. It's just much
easier to fix the column compared to fixing the house. So
for the time being, I'll just deal with my mistakes here.
Because I cannot imagine building another house.
Spira, a native of Cleveland who pursued an acting career
in NYC and Los Angeles, now pursues free lance writing from
Caroga Lake here in Fulton County. Previous columns may be
accessed at her web site www.kathrynskorner.com"