Delivering on Promises – June 25, 2020

Made good on my promise to add egonarcissism to “Poetry and Lyrics.”  My own suffering with the malady has me thinking I’m cleverly manufacturing new words on a daily basis.  Thought I’d best start writing them down so I can get credit when whoever does dictionary stuff now starts handing out credits for enriching our language.  Enriching or cluttering: jury’s out. 

Words like dictophhobia.  You want to know all the scoop, go inside to “Poetry and Lyrics,” sub-tab “Wordsmithery.”  Better get’m while they’re hot.  Might start charging for them in the near future. I’ll add as new genius presents.  Or not.  You know how crazy-hot ideas fizzle all too quickly.

Also, for Joe, added the first “Rant.”  Wanted to do two rants, but with the press of time, wouldn’t do either justice if I overworked brain cells and fingertips.  If I can keep my bile level up for a day or two, this next “rant” should be a pip.  Spoiler, I will rant and try to apologize for my generation. Spoiler number two, women are going to be “righteously” miffed.  Be good for sales. 

Still not in a “routine.”  I might be expecting too much, but it would be nice.  I’m behind schedule with “Imogene” now.  That “Imogene” has pushed-back “Midas County” is a disappointment.  That will be four YA pieces in less than two weeks.  The genre is ok, quite fun actually, but sure does cramp my language.

“Midas” has hit a bit of a plot snag.  Well, no, the plot is unchanged, it’s the unwinding that’s a little off.  I need to get some Agatha Christie pills. That’s (contrary to what I suggested in “Wordsmithery”) therapeutic for egonarcissism sufferers.  Look at what real writers do.  Then it’s easy to see where you stand in comparison. Better than a shot of penicillin.

For this evening, that’s it. “Imogene” waits but even she is going to be delayed while I see if a Flash piece on word misuse featuring Archie and Walter flies.

Read good stuff, folks.

Published by spwilcen

Retired career IT software engineer, or as we were called in the old days, programmer, it's time to empty my file cabinet of all the "creative" writing accumulated over the years - toss most of it, salvage and publish what is worthwhile.

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