The road to blast off edges nearer to the launch tower. The missile is in sight. I’m pulling myself along in my heat proof suit waiting for that shock-wave of searing gas as the first public eyes fall on my sexually abandoned syntax in Shannon’s Law. There’s gonna be trouble, I just know it. I wake up with sweats.
Today my Pinterest striptease takes me to Venture Galleries which is a classy writer’s resource site where you can pick up all kinds of insight into the business. I’ve been discussing the use of Pinterest as a writer’s tool. The pinned item is nothing less than a beautifully restored Ford Zodiac from the 1960’s. My father had an old one. I’ve waited many years to pay it literary homage. Shakespeare had his Phoebus’s chariot. I have my my stallion of Dagenham. (A famous British Ford car plant).
Emma Thinx: The nearer you get to something big, the less you see.