Melodrama in nineteen syllables

Keyword: seems.

points are prickly and thus hard to grasp & hold. just because you can’t find the words to hold it still doesn’t mean that the point doesn’t exist

When I can’t find the words, it feels like I’ve come to a full stop.

Your imple­ment has merely run out of juice. Give the nib a good shake, that should get things flow­ing again.

Ani — Could be. Though I seem­ingly like the word ‘seem’. It makes me lack in defin­i­tion and decis­ive­ness. About any­thing. Seemingly.

Ker­mit — That is also a good, er, point, too. Though I would advise against say­ing things like “points are prickly and thus hard to grasp & hold” when Jack is in the com­ments box. She’ll only make some­thing lewd out of it.

Hg — Ah yes. But remem­ber that three full stops make an ellip­sis. (Oh, I’m so profound.)

Jack — I am in awe. Also: scared.

Moments like this are what listen­ing was inven­ted for.

I love this

Oh.

Too true.

I am always mis­lay­ing words for things. And for some of my most import­ant points, as well.

NB

A smile, a shrug, a roll of the eyes, a look, a hug, a kiss.

[P.S. Told you so.]

I don’t know what you mean.

May I point you towards this group?
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2201997661

It’s hard to find the right words to say all the time, that’s why some­times I choose to be silent.

Would you believe I had to reread your post, with my fin­gers out, mak­ing sure that it really was 19 syl­lables? That would be the defin­i­tion of pointless.

bohémi­enne .… I did that too ! On fin­gers twice, worse still , my reply …( before I saw yours )

”So, is there some­thing spe­cial about the num­ber nineteen ?”

And, UW, I think you are pointfull.

sorry, that was 14 .….how embarassing.…ignore me, i’m a bit tipsy

wait, so you weren’t tak­ing about your penis? i don’t know if i should be dis­ap­poin­ted or glad

Angelalala — I am listen­ing very, very carefully.

Andre — Thank you ever so much.

Nat­ural Blonde — Hello and wel­come. My advice is that any­thing one has lost always ends up down the back of the sofa.

blue­seaurchin — It’s really not neces­sary, but thank you nonetheless.

Ani — Yes, you were right. Thank you.

Jack — Oh, I like the look of that group. Even its name tickles my fancy. My fancy has been well and truly tickled.

Miss July — Yes, I under­stand that very well. It’s often the wisest choice to make, to stay silent.

Bohémi­enne — Don’t feel bad. Syl­lables exist to be coun­ted. It’s there one pur­pose in life. Well, other than mak­ing words, I suppose.

Isa­belle — Tipsy people in my com­ments! Hur­rah. And no, noth­ing spe­cial about the num­bers 14, 19 or any other digit. If only I were that pro­found to come up with secret meanings …

Ker­mit — Erm. Gosh, is that the time?

Point­less? We are all point­less in that mat­ter, words don’t make a dif­fer­ence other than to pro­foundly deny there own veracity.

Per­haps words are too expens­ive, per­haps we should deem to make them cheap so as to less the cost to us and the desire to save them.

You’re a mas­ter word­spin­ner. Your blog (which I’ve just dis­covered) is an impress­ive king­dom. You have many courtiers. So I can under­stand your qualm, how­ever whim­sical. But for me, break­ing out of words can be when the really mean­ing­ful action starts.

Gor­don — A thought-provoking com­ment. I guess every­one has their own value that they put on words. For me? Priceless.

Deborah — Wel­come, and thank you so much for your kind words. I know what you mean about break­ing out of words, though i find for myself that the truly mean­ing­ful action comes when I break into them.

light­ing! light­ing! effects! sorry. too nice and dark and light and blue and…

but yes, the words.

I’m right! I’M RIGHT! *jumps up and down on the bed* Woohoo!

[Err. Sorry. Got a bit over­ex­cited there.]

“All great deeds and all great thoughts have a ridicu­lous begin­ning. Great works are often born on a street corner or in a restaurant’s revolving door”

“An intel­lec­tual is someone whose mind watches itself”

I’m in a quot­ing mood, after all ’tis bet­ter to steal someone else’s words than con­coct your own, ‘spe­cially when you should be asleep con­sid­er­ing you’ve got work tomor­row and everything.

You can quote me on that

Miles Away — I am not going to reveal the source of the light­ing effect. It is a closely-guarded secret.

Ani — No more cof­fee for you.

Boud­ica — Thank you for the quotes. My mind watches itself fre­quently. Unfor­tu­nately, most of the time it thinks it is view­ing a hor­ror movie.

O — Stop­ping writ­ing equals stop­ping think­ing. Yes, ditto. It doesn’t, of course, but we find it very easy to con­vince ourselves of the fact.