In my year of rejection, I'm taking a blog break to concentrate on the ups and downs of statuehood and seagullhood.
On my statue days, I am unmoved. I am a rock. I am true to myself. (Or so I keep telling myself.)
On my seagull days, I try to watch my yawping, and I try to be considerate about where I . . . stand.
I hope your statue days are few and far between, and your seagull days are filled with humility.
I try to be a statue in the sense that I stay unmoved in the face of negativity and self-doubts, but I like the idea of being the pigeon (am I allowed to change bird species?) and being humble and flexible too. I don't want to be pooped on by either bird.... Have I over thought this? ;) As always, good thought Erica.
ReplyDeleteYes, it's not worth thinking too deeply about. But now that I have, I think of you as one who gently shoos away the birds and wipes the crap from the statues eyes. (I think there's a metaphorically-meaningful story in that.)
DeleteI have my share of both of these days and figure that life is good. :)
ReplyDeleteThat's a perfect way to look at it. It's life; it's good.
DeleteThis is beautiful, Erica. It's all about balance.
ReplyDeleteYep, seagulls and statues both seem to have pretty good balance. I'm sure there's a lesson in there somewhere.
DeleteThis is a beautiful message, Erica. Both statue and seagull are necessary components in our lives.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your blog break and don't concentrate too hard on the ups and downs, but rather go with the flow of it.
Like a rock, I stand. Like a seagull, I soar.
'Like a seagull, I soar.' Right on!
DeleteIt is quite the description. An oversized rock that is shaped to honor some old, dead guy named Reggie or an air rat.
ReplyDeleteI am not sure what I would rather be, but I am glad that you didn’t choose a bug and windshield.
Best of luck with your time away. You will be missed and please remember you will always have a home on this side of the blog-o-sphere. Keep smiling, that way you always keep them guessing what they are missing. While you are gone, I am going to keep working on “Chip.” I hope you like what you read when you get back.
Cheers!
The rock was presented to Bert of Monaco (I was almost very impressed), but I see your point.
DeleteI'll still be around reading. I have to know what the Colonel ends up doing (besides being a prat by Rob's definition) to make him such a bad guy.
Erica,
DeleteI’m sorry I am in the middle of one my mood swings. I was feeling ornery last night. Having said that, I didn't recognize Bert from that angle. He really looked like old Reg to me.
The Colonel is a first class prat. That is a great word for him, but I prefer the word, Tool. Either way, words are going to be exchanged with the Colonel.
If you have anything for review, hit me up. I’m always here. Enjoy the holiday and watch out for the North Korean bottle rockets falling from the sky.
Thanks, buddy. Yep, I'll keep my eyes peeled for those extra big seagull droppings.
DeleteI've felt like the seagull standing underneath the statue standing underneath the seagull. Some days it feels like I'm in a rainstorm of crap and hail. Those statue droppings can hurt.
ReplyDeleteI hope there's the occasional good moment amongst all the crap. Even seagulls need a break every now and then.
DeleteThere is...when I'm with YOU fine folks. Enjoy your time away and I hope for a short-lived year of rejection for you (still 365 days, but few rejections before that all-elusive ACCEPTED FOR PUBLICATION).
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