Living in UNCERTAIN TIMES
Who to vote for? Will Our Vote even make it out of the ballot box?
A fatal amount of Covid-19could have justlodged in the membranesof our eyes.
(Yes, we can catch it that way)
Or we become a victim ofviolenceby uttering amicro-aggressionorsupport of a hated groupof which we were unaware.
When did we get sothin-skinned anyway?
I feel many of ourgreat grandparentswho survivedthe depression
would tell us it waspast time togrow up.
I got a scathing email recently from a reader who scorned me for
even suggesting that a white male Caesar could speak for and to all humanity.
The ghost of Mark Twain whispered in my ear, and I wrote back
that I would try to "man up" to these changing times.
But back to writing in these uncertain times.
I am not a Titan of Literature, but I have read and listened to many of them.
Take Harlan Ellison whose ghost visited my blog long ago:
https://rolandyeomans.blogspot.com/2023/11/decembering-art-isnt-supposed-to-be_30.html
He would say that the very uncertainty, the very danger of our times
provides grist for the mill of our minds.
The above image should spark a dozen story ideas to us.
Yes, we are scared by the Hamas killings, the plague killing our children now, and by the economic ruin hovering over the horizon.
Michelangelo didn't let the ache in his arms, the spasms in his back
keep him from crafting the masterpiece, the
Pietà.
Samuel Pepys lived through the London Fire, the Plague, and restive political unrest that could have resulted in his execution.
But he kept writing the journal that is studied by students to this day.
We can take the idiocies of conflicting demands being ignored
and make of them a riveting story or novel born of what we see and feel.
