my best friend rachel and i liked to bake. she always made me wear the the ugly green apron, though, while she didnt have to wear any apron at all. i didnt think this was fair--the apron was too big and so we had to tie it a funny way and then it would be hard to move around in and she should also have to suffer thus--, but she said i was messy. she was probably right. one of our favorite things to bake was mississippi mud. [chocolate, marshmallows, gooey, yumminess] we were pretty good at it too, judging by the rate it disappeared. so one afternoon we were bored and we decided to make it, and everything went smoothly. this was a small feat. generally by the time we had the batter mixed we had dropped the eggshell in or we didnt have enough sugar and had to convince someones mother to run to the store to get some. not this time. everything was perfect. we baked it, then spread out the marshmallows and we were finally ready to ice it, only to discover that it was [still] batter through and through. we were flabbergasted. we had cooked it; i had turned the oven on to preheat at 400° when we had started myself. rachel then discovered that we had preheated the mississippi mud for 23 minutes, rather than turning the oven to bake for 23 minutes. and there was no way to bake it now--the marshmallows would be burned crisp. i had decidedly missed the middle step of baking. i do the same thing all the time. when i try to write things, i know the beginnings in my head and the endings too, but i have no earthly idea how to get the characters to that point. today i tumbled down a couple steps cause i missed the middle step [and i got an owie][gracious, im so clumsy] . i have these grand ideas and how they ought to come out but i get lost in all the details and planning and work in the middle. i know about the beginnings of life, and how the end of will be, but i dont know whats going to happen in 4.5 weeks. im curious. i want to know the middle. or perhaps more precisely, i think, i dont want to fall down just cause i cant see the middle step. cause then you get a bloody knee and that hurts. and 'even though pain is just weakness is just pain leaving the body, i dont specially want it cause im a wimp and im ok with that'.
.::: anyone have a bandaid? :::.
Posted 7/31/2004 2:47 PM
Friday, September 21, 2007
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