The Best Laid Plans · 17 March 2013
The saying goes, “The best laid plans of mice and men oft go awry.” That is how I felt today as I sat at the computer wondering why the words I had planned to write would not come.
Today I had planned to write about my zany wife. I was going to write about how I have seen her change and grow. About how proud I am of her spiritual maturation. About how I love to see her becoming a woman of God. And of course, about how zany she has become as a result of all her studying and growing. I was going to be silly and serious. Eloquent and effusive. But as sincere as my feelings are, the words did not come like they usually do. The pictures were ready (so I used them), but alas, the words were not. They did not flow. They did not even trickle. I suppose the best laid plans of bloggers go awry.
Of course, the logical thing would have been to just give up on writing today. I could have turned off the computer and gone back to sleep. I could have decided that writer’s block is a real thing after all and just quit writing. I could have decided to just post something I have already finished. Or not posted anything at all. But even when the words do not flow, I need to write. I need to post something even when my best laid plans go awry.
It has been a long time since I have had nothing to write. Since I have not had the words flow from some unknown fount. I have still not used a “Gone Fishing” post as I have sometimes wanted to do. Nor have I had the need to do so for quite some time. Yet for some reason, I do not have words today. I have things to say, but I cannot say them. Still, I must at least jibber jabber when the best laid plans go awry.
I do not know what mice do when their best laid plans go awry, but Robert Burns had something to say about the subject in his poem, To a Mouse, On Turning up in Her Nest with the Plough, from which the saying is derived. I suppose I could shiver in fright. Then, run away when the plow turns up its nest. But no. The best idea also comes from the poem. I should not worry about the past or the future. I should not fret over the words that have not come. I should be like the mouse and not worry when my best laid plans go awry.
It is funny that I just wrote this silly blog that says nothing. I set out to be eloquent and ended up with just a bunch of jibber jabber. But regardless of the outcome, I am happy. I am happy because I always need to write something when the best laid plans of mice and men go awry.
© 2013 Michael T. Miyoshi
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