Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Hugging a bucket….

I spent most of yesterday hugging a bucket. Who knew you could get food poisoning from cheese? The weird thing is when I'm sick my brain hemorrhages ideas. I ended up with a bunch of sticky notes all over my nightstand from thinking of first lines and story plots while my body was battling the demon bacteria raging war on my immune system.

When I woke up this morning, slightly more coherent, but still dizzy, I noticed that I had apparently been using the post it note pad from the back. All the notes have the stickum on the front side. But that wasn't the most puzzling part; reading through them with breakfast, I was intrigued by the one that says Touchy as a shaved monkey, but really puzzled by the twelve that just said gloop.

19 comments:

Anne Tyler Lord said...

Haaaaaaaa! You are just too, too much! I'm sorry you got so sick, but apparently it agrees with you! I don't think it is possible for you to NOT be funny.

*hand Karen more stinky cheese* to see what comes out this time.

Maybe you will figure out the secret to gloop. There must be a story there.

Laura Eno said...

"Touchy as a shaved monkey" has fascinating possibilities...

*thinks hard about gloop for a moment*

I think that one belongs to the Zombie Clowns in Space...yep, definitely.

Mary said...

Gloop has possibilities but "Touchy as a shaved monkey" -- now there's a picture!

Hope you feel better.Mary

Mike Robertson said...

I'm not sure "gloop" isn't the story, in some sense. And shaved monkey the protagonist maybe. Makes a gloppy kind of sense, especially if you're wallowing in the dream-world while your body fights off sickness. Make it a novel, though, and you might have to provide some of that cheese along with the book for it all to make sense. Cheers Karen!

Lola said...

Started reading your story just as I took my first bite-o-lunch. Oh, guess what I was having. If you guessed cheese, you would be correct and win nothing.

Karen from Mentor said...

Now that would be a fun disclaimer to write Mike.

"By partaking of this cheese while reading these words you will have a fuller, richer understanding of the deep meaning ensconced between the covers of this mysterious tome. You will, however experience gloop."

hmmmmmmmmmmm.... maybe it would sell in California.

Karen from Mentor said...

Lola!
You snuck in there while I was yammering at Mike. So tickled to see you in my comment thread.

*does a little happy dance*

I started working on a tQt for you yesterday. Just a quick question, has it been long enough to tell that one story about that one night when you did that one thing without getting you in trouble with that one agency?
[email me]

Karen from Mentor said...

Anne,
You crack me up.

I think once I get the room to stop spinning around for five stinking minutes what will be coming out is "Zombie Clowns from Space"--hopefully in time for #fridayflash.


Back in a few after I go hold onto my mattress for a while.

*takes post it notes just in case*

Erin Cole said...

The places ideas come from...your is definitely funny!

KjM said...

There. Proof, if ever I needed it. Cheese is bad for you! Karen says so.

Then again, with all the ideas that arise...

*makes NO comment about said ideas...nope...nope...nope*

hope you feel better soon...

Hey! Whaddya mean "would sell in California"?

Alan W. Davidson said...

I'm with Anne on this. I'm curious to see what more stinky cheese would produce. "Shaved Monkeys, Part Deux" or perhaps "Gloop: The Sequel". Fascinating stuff, Karen.

Err...glad to hear that you are feeling better!

Cathy Olliffe said...

Buckets need love, too.
So glad you're able to hug your's now and then.

Cathy Olliffe said...

There was no apostrophe in yours, was there.
Crap.

j said...

Yeah, what do you mean "would sell in California?" Feel better, sweetie!

Karen from Mentor said...

Thanks j,
Kevin told me one day that "the leash is just a little bit longer in California" ... so.... extrapolating from there.

*grins at both of you cuz you're cute*

Karen from Mentor said...

giggling at Cathy...no there's not and yes they do. [sometimes I like to shake mine too]

So decreed Laura! Gloop will make an appearance in Zombie Clowns in Space, just for you, and I'm trying to work in a shaved monkey [or deux] for Alan and Mary.

Thanks for stopping in Erin. After you said that about ideas coming from weird places I remembered something that happened when I was a kid with a temp of 103-- will be writing that one too. [may title it Fever can be fun]

Thanks for stopping in everybody. The room is less spinny this morning. So I think the worst is over. I've still got my legs wrapped around the chair for security [so I don't float off into the ether] but I have stopped hugging my bucket.
[I had to, the poor thing was getting waaaay too needy]

estrella05azul said...

I'm so sorry you got sick, hope you're all better now!
*hands over a new bucket and a pretty pack of sticky notes (like hers) just in case*

And I'm with Anne, I can't think of a situation since I met you when couldn't be funny :)

Jodi MacArthur said...

Karen, Karen... you are a hoot! I'm so sorry about the food poisoning. Ugh! I hadn't realized you could catch it from cheese either.

Jodi MacArthur said...

I realized you wrote this on the 11th and today is the 12th, hope you are feeling better.