There is, as it turns out, someone for whom I am "essaying situations"...
...which is exactly what I did today with the new extemporaneous essay immediately below this post.
    This person checks in from a central U.S. university, was an enthusiastic visitor the day the first essay went up. This person wasn't the only person who visited so regularly one could use the term "hungrily", during the first week or so after this site's debut. The other one dropped out, was with a generic ISP, not even named by region.
    The person I'm noticing, though having cut back visits to once a day in my mid-afternoon, in a curious way inspires me to think in "essay style" and get something else out before I lose this person's audience, and interest. One of the reasons this person's visits easily became my muse is that, as far as I can tell, this person, so far, has visited only one page of my spill of pages onto the web. On this I may be wrong, I haven't checked every single page on every single site, but, this person is visiting few enough to keep me focused on this particular method, this extemporaneous essay method, of expressing the insights I receive as I continue with my mother. I was, in fact, a touch disappointed to notice, today after I published the essay below, that this person's visit had already occurred and my essay wouldn't be read at this central U.S. university until tomorrow evening, probably, or perhaps even later, considering that it will be a weekend.
    It's funny, I don't care if the interest is in the subject matter, from a critical perspective (either positive or negative), I don't care if there is some remote, bot-type research reason for the visit. I just thought I'd mention that these visits have become my muse for this section of my web effort on behalf of my mother's and my journey together.
    I like muses and relate well with them. Thank you, mysterious muse.
- posted by Gail Rae @ 17:43   email...this post