making it up

Teacup photo 'cuz I got nothing, and sometimes, if I just start writing, the ideas will come. It's like pushing the car till it's rolling, then hopping in and and putting it in gear to get the engine started. What's that called, anyhow? A compression start? It takes a manual transmission and you used to get a hill full of "project" cars next to just about any highschool because the boys who owned the cars couldn't count on the engine starting without help..

This teacup makes me think of poetry and other writing. A good writer crafts a tight vessel that the reader will fill with his or her own meaning. But the shape and appearance of the vessle will dictate, to an extent, what goes into it. You COULD eat chili from a porcelain teacup, but a thick stoneware bowl is more likely to hold chili, and the cup is more likely to be filled with tea.

Yeah, and having gotten thus far, I still got nothing. Oh well. I'll have another hat done by the end of the day so hat photos tomorrow. Meanwhile, the brain lies fallow.