Things My Sock Puppet Says...

I've had a bad cold, so I blame my last post on the vapors. I'm so Victorian era these days. Just ask my sock puppet.

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Best Online ZenHabit--

Here's a great article on 72 Things to Do to Simplify Your Life

Of course, if they were really in touch with simplification the article would be only 7 Things to Do to Simplify your life. I know I felt a little overwhelmed by the time I reached 26 (Create a simple mail & paperwork system). So ultimately to simplify my life, I had to stop reading the article for awhile. It's still a good article.

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Dream Journal--

Last night I met a librarian named "Anne Sexton" and when I said, "That's the same name as a famous poet" she said dryly, "I've never heard of her." I'm pretty sure I was talking to Anne Sexton.

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Here's my favorite quote I heard this week--

"If you're not happy with what you have, you probably won't be happy with what you want."

It just slightly beats my favorite quote from Caddyshack,
"You'll have nothing and like it."

or my favorite quote from my MFA program--
"There's no crying in grad school." Wait. I may have got that wrong...

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Mini Gratitude Journal--
1) 14 years: 10-3
2) all of us
3) boots

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Dear Tongue,
Please speak clearly this week.
Signed,
Brain

How Can I Say This?

Hi, my name is Illek and I talk through a sock puppet. Or this is how I'm feeling these days. Not here. In the virtual world, my words are chosen, edited, and revised. In the real world, I say one thing and a person hears another. Open mouth, insert sock puppet.

It's been an interesting week, drama has buzzed around me. Miscommunication. I said, "I'm sorry I must be leaving," but instead the card arrived "Join us." It seems what I say isn't heard or is it misheard? I'm interrupted or misinterpreted. Constructed or misconstrued? Miss Led. Miss Spoken. It makes me wonder from what drawer I'm chosing my words. The drawer of mismatched socks. The drawer of blunders.

I've always been fascinated with communication/miscommunication. Ever since a professor said to me, "One cannot re-communicate something," I've been interested in the words we put into the world how we can't pull them back, we can never fully be rid of their shadows.

So this week, I'm majoring in miscommunication, which fits as my current manuscript is about how we communicate. Apparently, I still have a lot to learn. Apparently, I speak openly when I should be talking about the weather. Apparently, there is a reason I write. . .and revise.