Okay, to start this momentous post, I’m going to do a word association. Maybe next time I’ll do a setting exercise.
Exercise. Fat. Gut. Hanging over. Drunk. Migraine. Bad. Pain.
Uh.. that’s not the word I planned on starting with.
With. Together with us. Japan. Engrish. Teach. Lame. Poor. Happy. Love. Sigh…
I wasn’t planning on using that one either. Please, if you are a psychoanalyst, a therapist, a psychiatrist, a psychologist, Carl Jung, Sigmund Freud or Ernesto Wosklowskiskin, don’t read anything into those previous misfires.
Okay. Now the REAL word association.
Association. Group. Meeting. Long. Sleep… arg..
Now for the real one. This is like a Pinter play so far, eh?
America. United States. Free. Land of the free. Home of the brave. Brave. Courage. Undaunted. Hope. Fear. Firm. Fight. Battle. Free. Truth. God. Love. Humility. Free. The United States of America. Republic. Barack Obama. George W. Bush. Backlash. Both. Four and out. Stimulus. Socialism. Socialist. Lenin. Lennon. Beatles. Blech. Pepper. Lonely. Free. Old. Real. Happy.
Okay.. stopping now. I warrant, on pain of a lashing with a wet noodle or a spell in the comfy chair (the comfy chair? the comfy chair! the comfy chair? the comfy chair…), that the previous word association is authentic and untouched by design or plan or guidance.
It also makes very little sense.
So if you follow my Twitter updates, you know I’ve changed my morning schedule. Due to that and the adjustments needed to make it work, as well as due to my having a new writing project that ACTUALLY PAYS, the novel will go on hold for a bit while I get things ironed out and regular.
That is my report. Oh, and I was just accepted into BYU’s MA program for IP&T. If you want to know what that is, you’ll just have to comment on this post and ask.