Wednesday, December 30, 2009

So here I am....

Last year I took a writing course. The participants had to promise the instructor that we would write for a minimum of 15 minutes a day. I seem to have some catching up to do. How much is 15 minutes x 365 days? That's why I write instead of being a mathematician although I do know how to divide 365 by 4 and calculate that I have been remiss to the tune of a lot of hours. I currently have three posts "under construction". None are complete and none are edited to my satisfaction. The good news is that nobody is desperately waiting to read them. Sooooooo...I think I'll play with this for awhile.

I noted that some bloggers have creative motifs on their pages. Perhaps I'll get there too if I am ever at the point where I can easily retrieve my page and have uninterrupted hours to spend with my imagination.

So now I do have one thing to share. This was a piece written in class a year ago and based on a movie that couldn't have possibly been a chick flick. It probably says far too much about me, although I think that was the point of the assignment. Here is my version of the "I believe" monologue from "Bull Durham". In my case, however, no content warning is required.

I believe in loyalty, honesty, humour and patience.... fresh flowers, music, bubble baths and warm sand between my toes. I believe in a force greater than the universe, that there are no coincidences and that aging is not necessarily the cause of cynicism. I believe that a mother's love endures and that her words "you'll be sorry some day" are realized when her own children become teens. I believe that a vanilla bean is the most perfect shape, pure taste and delightful scent and that the colour red is vivacious, envigorating and sensual. I believe that baby ducks are not only soft and cute, but highly intelligent. I believe that good friends, personal choices, and great adventures are more important than material things. I believe that the sun will always shine and that technological advances will surpass my ability to comprehend them. I believe that adult children eventually appreciate their parents. I believe that I've made a difference.