sheplayedelvis

I do play Elvis…

And dress ups, drinking games, too many YouTube clips when I am supposed to be working, and the fool.

I play with words in my head, tangling and untangling skeins of thought that then unravel,  a woolly torrent, tumbling to my mouth in resolute abandon. If I can capture the thought for long enough to hold it, akin to wrestling jelly, I might write it down. But that’s only on a good day.  And so far today is a good day.  Limited verbal spoilage (aside from that irate phone call to the telephone company; it wasn’t me and she deserved it) and a brand new blog.

Wild.

So, here I am, playing Elvis and wrangling some thoughts onto a page. It’s liberating, though laced with a whiff of terror. Perhaps it will help quieten the cascade of thoughts in my mind, though I suspect  it will become the virtual blank piece of paper that thwarts me at every turn. But here’s to it – a blog about me. And Elvis. And playing. And words and thoughts and dreams.

Bottoms up.

The girl who plays Elvis