Thursday, November 22

Variations on the word rain

fire away! i don't think i can condense or repress my thoughts any more than i have already. now i have no idea what to do for the rest of the evening. it has begun to storm here, the wind is moaning against my door frame, damn the draft. i knew i should have put new stripping in. a towel will have to do for now. every now and then a smattering of hail hits the windows and the panes creak as if they want to give up the fight, i have one cheater log left. can't decide whether to set a match to it now or wait a little longer. the walk to the train station tonight was miserable. the rain, biting cold, like ice water striking my skin. but inside it was warm. the lights shuddered and blinked out. the world looks beautiful from my box. i'm writing in all lower case, and much too long, to annoy glen boyd. to buck against his pedantic rigidness. to show him that all words have their charm, and the variations in their delivery reflect the vagaries in the mind of the writer. i have my charm as well. and vicki feaver on my mind... sharing one umbrella, we have to hold each other, round the waist to keep together, you ask me why i'm smiling--it's because i'm thinking, i want it to rain forever.



Currently Reading: The Red Door by Charles Todd
Look for the review soon on my blogcritics writer profile page.


Ken said...

Good stuff, as always.

Throckmorton Jones said...

Raining here too, but nothing so dramatic. Mostly just staying wet enough to be annoying, and dry enough to not be any fun. I'll take some of your rain any day!

Wendy aka Quillfeather. said...

I almost wish it was raining here.

That was lovely!

You have a way with words :)

Walk Talk Tours said...

Great evocative stuff. Lower case or upper case; top writing shines through.

Clint Catalyst said...

Came across your blog while perusing Ye Olde Blogcatalog, and am stoked to discover another lover of language and mad style. (All too often they seem to be mutually-exclusive—much to my chagrin.)

"Technology is not pretty.
Angelina Jolie is pretty..."

Bless your heart for that one, &
Hope I'll be seeing you around the internet ethers!

Clintasaurus Maximus

Jay said...

Aww, who doesn't love a rainy day? Well, maybe I like the sun a bit more but still, it does bring out the melancholy in one.
Nice post.
I ran across your blog this rainy day and hope I didn't slosh any mud from the wet!

Tricia Weight said...

Thanks all, just a bit of fun with one of my editors--the one who seems to be challenged by my unusual usage of language. Let's just hope he never runs across it--I might never get published in this town again--LOL!