As above, so below
Oct. 31st, 2010 12:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceUp here, I am poking at dead prose trimming extraneous words from my Exciting New Proposal.
Down there, I am decluttering that cupboard. Yes, still.
The two processes seem uncannily similar. Stuff I had thought valuable or useful or just here-to-stay (another variant on not going anywhere) is being excised, exiled, deleted from my book/house/life. In both iterations, the process is slow and difficult and on the edge of hurtful. I keep flinching from one, and finding nowhere to turn except the other.
However. Onward. I have swept the cupboard floor, so it ain't all wasted.
In other news, a number of ping-pong balls have been discovered. Despite our being in our middle years, we may have bounced about chasing balls like little kittens. Might've done. We're not saying. You can't prove nuffink. You didn't see a thing. Go 'way, we're tired now.
Down there, I am decluttering that cupboard. Yes, still.
The two processes seem uncannily similar. Stuff I had thought valuable or useful or just here-to-stay (another variant on not going anywhere) is being excised, exiled, deleted from my book/house/life. In both iterations, the process is slow and difficult and on the edge of hurtful. I keep flinching from one, and finding nowhere to turn except the other.
However. Onward. I have swept the cupboard floor, so it ain't all wasted.
In other news, a number of ping-pong balls have been discovered. Despite our being in our middle years, we may have bounced about chasing balls like little kittens. Might've done. We're not saying. You can't prove nuffink. You didn't see a thing. Go 'way, we're tired now.