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Thursday, September 21, 2023

Complete Lack of Enthusiasm ...

French reserves crossing a river on the way to Verdun
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My doldrums continue. I cannot, for the life of me, generate the energy to write something of any value.

Haven't been sleeping well, my mind is far too busy thinking about work (my job is very interesting but there are times I wish it wasn't so, then I could leave it all at work) and also future plot trajectories in the book.

A comment the other day from Sgt 73rd Regt got me to thinking. He reminded me not to forget the Australians. Which, I realize, I had, sort of, the Diggers made a brief appearance here, but no major characters to speak of. I need to rectify that. So yeah, more characters. (But unless I head out to the Pacific, they won't be around long after the war in North Africa comes to an end, we shall see.)

If you really, really need to read about an interesting guy, can't go wrong with "Wully" ...

Field Marshal Sir William "Wully" Robert Robertson, 1st Baronet, GCB, GCMG, GCVO, DSO
(29 January 1860 – 12 February 1933)
(Read Me)
Enlisted in the British Army as a private, retired as a field marshal. The British Army wasn't really known for its egalitarian impulses, Napoléon's army was (in theory). So going that far is quite an accomplishment.

You should read about him, seriously, because Lord knows, I got nothin' ...

Maybe inspiration will strike after a good night's sleep.

Who knows?




18 comments:

  1. It happens. You only have enough room in your skull for so much. So, well, things get shoved to the rear and percolate. I've noticed that when you come back from work-time, your work is excellent.

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  2. For a "Throw the dice" thriller look up the Battle of Beersheba. A one way trip through the desert if the Germans blew the wells your dead. The last charge of the Calvery moment.

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    1. Pretty sure my Great Uncle was there. Seriously.

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  3. Ah, the muse just wants a break, that's all. Don't worry and all will be well.

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  4. As my greatest critic put it (to me), "Hey, y' got a lifetime ahead of you," and I was born Pre-War - - II. Are you on a schedule? Have you spoken with Him?
    However, I think the major problem is that you've got two muses whackin' y' over the head with a club, front and back: Calliope and Clio, n' a man kin satisfy one (most of the time), but two?

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    1. I do things a certain way, I'm kinda like a cat, I don't like change. When things change I get out of sorts.

      By the way, a lot more than two muses ...

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  5. Sarge, writing consistently is a lot harder than people think. Your output is prodigious and of a high quality to boot. That all takes time to think, to mull, to let the unconscious mind chew over thoughts that eventually become words.

    If it makes you feel any better, I ended up taking a year break in my fiction because I just ran out of ideas at the time.

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    1. As to "let the unconscious mind chew over thoughts" ...

      That's exactly where I'm at right now.

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  6. Lex often resorted to "Talk amongst yourselves" as cover for not having finished his homework.
    John Blackshoe

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  7. Get your muse a block of cheddar. Nothing makes a muse happier than cheese!

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    1. Might constipate her. Just sayin'.

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    2. Not if she has a few pints of "the good stuff" and chases it with a wee dram!

      As to the Aussies; trading the brown hell of the desert for the green hell of New Guinea is an exercise in misery; especially if you find your Sheila preggers by some First Division Marine in between.

      Boat Guy

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    3. The Diggers had a tough row to hoe back then, in many ways. (Yeah, lookin' at you 1st MARDIV. 😎)

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