Pondering A Little Bit with Seth

They say confession is good for the soul. I would agree, but I would also say confession is between you and your journal. Or God. Other people should not be involved. As I’m a Catholic, I am supposed to go to confession on a more or less regular basis. I believe it’s been about 43 years, give or take. And, no, I don’t believe I’m going to hell. But if it makes you right with God, then go ahead.

The thing is, it takes a really understanding priest (and I have met some) who would understand me and that what I do is not sinning, in any way, shape, or form. I just talk to dead guys.

Actually, since I’m a writer, I ought to write some books where the heroine or hero is perceived as a total loser. Then, they redeem themselves in the eyes of their accusers…. in some way, and all is right in their world. Could I squeeze 80,000 words out of something like that? I could try. Or could something like that turn into a trilogy? Best to keep it at one book and then, if it looks like it wants to be more, make that decision later rather than earlier.

What about adventures? You’d need a few to pepper into the story.

It sounds like you are cooking.

Well, I am hungry, and I do like food. So, pepper is a good word.

If you say so.

I have to say something to my readers. If you are reading my stuff for the first time, you might need to know that I’m talking to my Spirit Guide, Seth, right now. I always put whatever he says in bold italics.

What about if we co-wrote something?

Really?

Just for fun. Just to see what would happen. If you don’t like it, we can abandon the project. All of your projects are so determined, so terribly important. This would be for fun. Do you know how funny you look when you purse your lips and frown while I am talking?

Yes, folks, that’s me right now. Okay, so nothing is hanging in the balance on this working out well. If I don’t like it, then we don’t publish it.

Yes. If this is how you wish to proceed, you can count me in.

I guess if you are going to collaborate with somebody, you could write something, and then the other person could write the next chapter. 

I Don’t Wear Underwear

Catchy title? I thought so. Actually, it’s the truth. I am retired, and one of the special joys of retirement is that you don’t have to get dressed if you don’t want to. I mean, why bother? If I was going out somewhere, of course I would get dressed, but getting dressed is a pain in the ass if you ask me.

For one thing, it saves time. I can roll out of bed any time I want to and start my writing day. I take lots of breaks, but then, as an elderly person, I sort of need them. Another thing to look forward to in retirement is being able to take naps. So, not getting dressed in the morning just means you don’t have to get undressed for a nap at 2:30 pm. Which is generally when I take a nap if I’m going to take one. I don’t every day, but it is nice to be able to.

Also, I’m fat. Being fat means clothes can be uncomfortable even if they do fit.

Besides, Jane Austen didn't wear drawers. Women didn't in those days. Victor Hugo liked to write in the buff. So did Benjamin Franklin. Earnest Hemingway didn't wear anything at all. 

I’ve been thinking about including a podcast or two somewhere. Many writing platforms, including YouTube, offer support for podcasts or vlogs. So, if it were a video, I’d need to be sure I’m okay from the waist up. Oh, I just had an idea. Don’t they make aprons that have clothes printed on them? Or my other thought was to crochet up something free-form that I could just put over the top of my robe.

It all sounds so silly. I used to get dressed every day I was working. In fact, at the last place I worked (in my retirement), the lady was so strange that she up and frog-marched me home one day because she didn’t like what I was wearing. Thank God I don’t work for her anymore. Another story, but I learned all I ever wanted to know about narcissistic behavior from her.

Now, was I being snide to mention an unpleasant person here? I think not. We can learn great things from everything we do. I even wrote an article on Substack about what I learned from playing solitaire. You can see it here. Do me a favor: if you do go over there, read my story and subscribe. Right now, everything is free, though you could, if you wanted to, cough up something small either as a one-time thing or a monthly donation, which I would appreciate. Who knows when Social Security is going to give up the ghost, and I’ll need to go out, get dressed, and find a job.

Actually, I had a brother who, as a teenager, stopped wearing underwear. He told me that when something got caught up in his zipper, he decided that wasn’t the best idea after all. Not sure what got caught. He never did tell me. I was laughing so hard, he likely couldn’t get another word in.

Michael is on my mind this morning. He featured in the Solitaire article, too.

Thanks for reading. If you are a writer, go write something today.

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