Sludging Along
But it's also adds to my already overbearing load of under or non-paying writing work. I'm still getting the hang of this kind of writing. Yesterday, I was writing a blurb on an article in Grist on the history of elitism in environmentalism, part of their terrific ongoing series "Poverty and the Environment". I was trying to come up with humorous references to being super-rich and upper-crust, and I stared at a blank page for over a half hour. Well, not completely blank - I had four words:
Pass the Grey Poupon.
Yes, that's all television and my middle class background seem to have taught me about the life of the fabulously wealthy - that they stop their Bentleys at intersections to pass mustard to one another.
1 Knee-jerk Reactions:
whoa, brother. just haven't felt the jones to express myself lately. don't need to pull that fascist vibe.
peace.
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