Was about to say that I hadn’t talked about turtles in a while, but I went back and looked at my earlier posts on this blog and there’s nothing turtle-related. Not a damned thing.
Which is a bit strange, because I’m really into turtles.
And?
There’s a beautiful human female riding atop the turtle. Not in some inappropriate and potentially embarrassing way, either. As a matter of fact, I doubt you could misinterpret this lady and her motives. As beautiful as she might be, everything about her seems pure.
Wait, what are you blathering on about lahikmajoe? Is there any method to your madness?
Well, sort of. In a roundabout way.
See, I’ve been doing quite a bit of freelance writing and editing lately, as well as translating and proofreading. It’s been a bit of a boon, to be honest, but the sad reality is that I haven’t had much time for the whimsical that I typically find myself writing here.
The curious thing is that a good deal of the work I get is from people who first come here to look at samples of my style. Or they find old posts from the teablog if they’ve been able to circumnavigate their way around the patio furniture nonsense, that is.
If that last reference is lost on you, take a look at patio design ideas, and you’re guaranteed to be on the same page with me at least once in the last 10 minutes.
If more people are coming here to assess my writing, wouldn’t it be logical to make the writing more serious? More commercially viable?
I’m not against commerce. I’m not above shameless self promotion.
The thing is: if I’m already generating some sort of interest by simply writing about whatever the hell I want, and this is a personal and rather miscellaneous blog to begin with, shouldn’t I keep doing what got me here?
What I’ve noticed recently is that the more I write for other people, the more essential it is that I persevere in entertaining myself hereabouts. A pristine woman and the turtle beneath her is as good a place to continue as I could imagine.
If a handful of you enjoy it? Well, that’s lagniappe.
There’s totally a turtle post. Well, at least one. Look up; it’s the first one in your related posts. (I remember it because you know me and turtles.)
I swear we have a similar statue in our Art Institute here but it’s late and the internet isn’t being helpful and I went there pre-camera so I have no proof. Someday I’ll go back and find that lady and her turtle.
That’s all way off-topic. Surprised? No, me either.
Keep up the whimsy, bon vivant. I wouldn’t know what to do with you otherwise. You and your laydees and your turtles.
Just wonder how many of your readers know what lagniappe is.