Some of you may have felt cheated when you read the title Silence Is Juicy and instead of getting some sweet tidbit of gossip or mystery you got a poem about a pear.
Do you think that is false advertising?
I’m not sure what I think. It’s fun to make up snappy titles for these posts. And you know words are some of my favorite things. I like them more than whiskers on mittens.
But I’m beginning to feel like I’ve had too much cotton candy at the fair and too many pickles and corndogs too.
I’m hungry for simple.
But will you read what I write if it doesn’t catch your attention?
I guess that is not up to me.
I want you to.
More than anything I wish I could make you a cup of tea and adjust the sun to shine on you just right so you could read to your heart’s content. And when you finish the last word I’d be happy if you felt like the universe winked at you or gave you a hug.
But I don’t want to trick you into that space with a hook title.
So I promise not to do that on purpose. But I can’t help it if the stuff turns out funny sometimes. Words are just like that.