Cone Man had often noticed that he did not really notice things until the reality of the situation impacted. Was he employed at the Great Hall of Wisdom on the 17th of June? Well, he would be there on the 18th of June and thus it was merely another day at work. Was his last day of work there on the 21st of June? Well, he would not really notice unemployment until he woke up at 5am on Monday morning and found that he had no reason to get out of bed, because he had no reason to catch the bus to Queensgate, so that he could catch the bus to Petone, so that he could catch the bus to the Great Hall of Wisdom. Even then, the reality of unemployment did not impact. After all, he had back pay owing and he was taking two weeks of unused Long Service Leave.
Cone Man was not complacently idle in this period, however. If nothing else, he received rejection emails for jobs that he had applied for, and the mounting number of these gradually began to impact on his thoughts. "What if I am not as employable as I thought I was?" he grimly pondered.
Cone Man's trust in the god of Cone Man was implicit, but it almost bordered on Eastern fatalism. If the god of Cone Man had decided that Cone Man could do with a spell of unemployment to re-orient his life, who was Cone Man to argue? And were there not other ways to pay the bills? He would soon find out.
Cone Man's days were unremunerative, but his time had been freed up. The question was how to transform his newfound freedom into an investment, rather than a waste, of his time. Cone Man new that part of the answer lay in willing himself to write. Writing one page a day, particularly if you had a lot of days, could add up to a book in the course of time.
Writing a page a day, however, was not "writing" if he did not have an over-arching theme to tie the pages together to produce a towering narrative. On the other hand, would his readers not enjoy the experience of reading a "book" while it was being written, knowing that the author knew no better than they did where the story would lead or what manner of climax lay in store. Cone Man decided to put the theory to the test and see where it would lead. An so the great journey into the unknown began ...
Such is life. We do not know exactly what each chapter will bring, only as it is revealed page by page.
ReplyDeleteIt brings me joy to know that my work has a reader! :-) Craig
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ReplyDeleteGlad I am entertaining somebody. :-) Cone Man
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