When I do want to do a WordPress post, it comes to me that I do.
I’m here now and I’ve planned nothing – left the title space blank for now – because I write to find out where I am. I don’t start from where I am and set something out from there.
I was taught that way of writing at school. You made a plan. It included ‘introduction’ as a category – I’ve forgotten now – but you had that, and then you put the main body of your argument – maybe in three paragraphs – and then your conclusion.
Okay – my introduction is that I’ve been wandering around all over the place in my – mind – I have thought of the process as being in by-ways, thorough-fares, crossroads.
I am on a mental journey, I could write in one of my major paragraphs.
I could give up on that altogether and give a fiction.
I am on a lane. I’m walking along a lane – and it is sunny because I wouldn’t know why I was walking along a lane unless it was a sunny day.
Unless I was escaping from something – a situation, say.
Yes. This is precisely it.
I am in a lane, escaping from a situation that I have found myself in. A place, that is.
And I have been assured that the place is safe.
People are watching over you – it must be safe.
They say it is safe. They say you require this safe spot.
But I don’t trust them. I haven’t told them that. I don’t trust them enough to tell them I don’t trust them.
That just shows how right I am. I would tell them my concerns if I trusted them. I would say – hey – I’m just popping out for a walk along a sunny lane. No – I’m not sure what time I’ll be back.
Don’t worry – I know there is a clean stream along this lane where I am going to walk – I mean – I won’t get thirsty – I’ll be able to drink from that.
Well, I know there is at least one cafeteria at the end of this lane. I’ll eat something there.
Money? Yes, I have money.
No. I won’t show you that. Why should I?
Why should you be bothered that I want to go out along that sunny lane without showing you my money?
I have a bag. I’ll take my bag.
I write the title.
I don’t know why I stop here in this fiction. I could go on. I could say that I have nothing in my bag. I could say that my bag was to put something in if I should come across something that I wanted to carry.
I could get out of that situation with my money and my bag, not giving my plans.