That Moment...

TMW you get all excited to find a strawberry huller in your mom's kitchen drawer, because you have a quart of strawberries sitting in front of you...then two berries in you say "Fuck it"and pick up a paring knife to hull them the way you learned by watching Jacques Pepin on TV as a kid.

 

TMW a little lightbulb/bell goes blink-ding and I realise the word 'hull' is all neatly bound as noun and verb with ships and fruit (and vice versa). Take me back in time, I could've ended scurvy sooner. Thanks @Shenanigator

 

That moment when you first wake up and say 'I'll get up in a moment,' but then you wake up an hour later.

Samantha.

 

TMW you feel like you’ve committed a mortal sin because you skipped a day of writing.

 

TMW you see an old Japanese man wearing a Reichsadler t-shirt, swastika and all, in public.

 

Did you capture him and put him into a concentration camp? Or, if they don't have concentration camps over there, did you at least put him into a concentration cafeteria? Did you feed him nothing but raw fish and Kirin Ichiban? Did you take him to Mr. Children concerts?

 

I wish. Article One of the Japanese Criminal Code says:

 

That moment when you're trying to write and people keep interrupting you.

 

I’m convinced that I decided to have children as a long-form version of procrastination via interruption. There’s really no other answer.

 

Aww, ha-ha bless My interruptions always tend to be my brother and sister. Lol I'm jealous! I wish I had children.

Hope you find some peace to get some writing in

 

Younger: big floor, butcher paper, crayons - for mommy, too. Write in crayon and dictate to device later, as you read it to them.

Older: Everybody writes together (ooh, maybe still use crayons!).
Ahem..
Either way, they'll never forget it.

 

TMW there’s a farting kid sitting near you in a hot, stuffy train.

God give me strength. Or a gas mask.

 

Orange oil spray, the choice of the ancients...

 

Ow! You have just shattered all my illusions of Finland, Paradise on Earth! I had no idea the trains there were hot and stuffy; I thought they were all beautifully fresh and climate-controlled 21st century masterpieces of technology. Also, I thought Finns, being more evolved than us North American mud-dwellers, didn't fart. I anticipate many fearful and sleepless nights in my immediate future.

 

That moment... You are in bed about to sleep but you didn't turn the lights off and now you need to stand up...

 

TMW, despite being proud of yourself for not including any infodumps in your current WIP, you realize that you're in the middle of writing a big one. You didn't want it, but the little three-line piece of exposition you started has grown into a page and a half of backstory before you were aware of it.

Yes, sometimes I get lost in my writing and it doesn't turn out the way I envisioned.

 

That moment when you start a file on your computer just for google translate outtakes of your WIP, just for the lolz.

 

I'm also partial to Pheasant-Rumped Jackelopes.

 

What specifically did she say in objection?

 

TMW you lose something important, like a wallet for example, then proceed to run through the house like Godzilla does Japanese toy cities, only to find the wallet in that one place you didn't look. The relief feels great, but now I've got this mess to clean up....

 

I'm very glad this site contracted Wreybies.

I'm gifted with two visions, that of a canteloupe containing spam in the middle, being hacked by katana,
or a robot-chicknish meatalope creature, also being hacked by katana.