In 2011 I decided to buy myself a leather bound notebook, in this book I was to write any notable observations I made, topics I found amusing or ideas that may pop into my head, I was to take this notebook everywhere, ensuring that I was prepared for a sudden spell of inspiration that may hit me at any moment; needless to say my notebook remained empty til early 2012. After 18 months in the desk drawer I blew away the cobwebs and had a quick read through, I have never taken drugs before, nor have I ever been a big drinker however the incoherent non-sense I read would suggest differently. Upon reading further I noticed infrequent sensible considerations however this was largely peppered with various crude sketches of male genitalia, presumably where I have left my book unattended in the university library - I wonder whether Ernest Hemingway had to put up with stuff like that. So why the blog? This is my journal.
M. Putley
No comments:
Post a Comment