So far I have posted every day in November and have had no difficulty finding inspiration. Truth be told, I have whole pages of ideas for blog posts, and new ones float in and out of my head all day every day! Some I remember and some I forget; some I scrawl down notes for and come back to later only to have lost interest or have forgotten exactly what angle I had in mind.
Tonight, though, I am exhausted. Falling asleep at the computer exhausted. And I have to write something before I can sleep, so I’m going to cheat just a little and use the helpful prompt provided by BlogHer for this day: Would you buy your dream house if the price was right BUT you also were told it was inhabited by ghosts?
Short answer: Yes. Because I don’t believe in ghosts.
The house we live in now is only five years old. There’s not much of a chance that there would be ghosts here in any case. If the ruins of our last home still stood, I imagine they would be haunted in a sort of metaphorical way by the ashes of our belongings and the memories of our interrupted life there, but not by white-sheeted phantoms.
The house we lived in before that ought to have been haunted. It was built in 1889, and I wouldn’t be surprised if someone had died there in all those years since. It had an old-fashioned attic and a dungeon-like basement that were perfect for ghosts. But I never felt frightened there or sensed any sort of supernatural presence.
I have kind of a thing about knowing the history of the places where I live. I knew who built our Victorian home and who owned the land before it was built. I knew the names of everyone who ever lived there. I made a map of several blocks of the street and wrote the dates that each house was built, and I knew about many that were long gone. I also take an interest in the history of Knoxville. I will write more about this in another time, but to someone who is aware of history, the ghosts of the past are everywhere, and those are the only kinds of ghosts I believe in.
Inspiration can be difficult. I have posted at least once a day since July 18 and man it can be so hard.
Finding TIME is way harder than finding inspiration for me!
I probably couldn’t resist telling the Realtor how nervous I was in hopes of driving the price down – but I’d be fine with a house that was supposed to have ghosts. I don’t believe in ghosts, but even if I did, it’s not like they’re termites.
LOL. If I did believe in ghosts, I guess it would depend whether they were malevolent or not.
When I originally commented I clicked the “Notify me when new comments are added” checkbox and now
each time a comment is added I get four emails with the same comment.
Is there any way you can remove me from that service?
Cheers!
I am so sorry . . . this went to my spam folder and I am just now seeing it. I’m not sure how to fix that but if I cannot figure it out I will just close the comments and that should fix it!