21 May 2017

Walk on

Moving across the metaphorical page, are we writers or just readers as we go? A bit of both, perhaps? A mix of fate and chance and freedom... or just the dupes of an illusory feeling that we control the steps we take, while walking, writing, reading on? I have plans, so do you, but other things may have plans for each of us too. What to do? Walk on, write on, read on, go through.

10 comments:

Sean Jeating said...

75 fine words.
And the pint of Guinness in how many minutes?

Andrew said...

No beer today. Currently bedtime with sparkling spring water with sugar free lime cordial within... Previously, with family dinner in a pizza restaurant, the strange concoction that goes by the name of Diet Irn-Bru. It's a Scottish thing - Irn Bru. Weird but strangely acceptable (to a Scot). Cheers.

Sean Jeating said...

Yes, in Ian Rankin's "Black and Blue", Rebus or another recently ordered an Im-Bru, too. I think I shall switch off the PC and read on a few pages before falling into the feathers. Gute Nacht.

Elephant's Child said...

Plans? What are these plans of which you speak? I muddle along. Sometimes more successfully than others.
Sleep well.

Andrew said...

You clearly plan to muddle along, EC, as do I, and may we both find good luck amid the muddle.

susan said...

John Rebus, another dour Scot, once had Rebus remark, “...trapped in limbo, believing in a lack of belief, but not necessarily lacking the belief to believe.”

I made a note of it.

Andrew said...

"another"?

Sean Jeating said...

I wonder: Is Susan's Rebus my (Inspector) Rebus?

susan said...

The appellation seems to suit you well, Andrew, or do you see yourself as a jolly extrovert?

Yes, Sean, he's one of my favourites.

Andrew said...

I have my moments (either way). You might be surprised.