If we’re all worms, what kind of worm are you?
Do you think you’re like Richard Scarry’s delightful Lowly Worm, able to solve any situation?
Or, do you have the same self-belief as Winston Churchill, who declared: “We are all worms, but I do believe that I am a glow-worm.”
Or do you see yourself as a common garden variety worm, perhaps an earthworm?
Or maybe a bookworm?
As much as I’d like to be a magical glow-worm, I’m probably more of a bookworm. Incidentally, glow-worms are not actually worms.
My wee mind is burrowing down into wormy matters when it ought to be concerning itself with lofty theoretical reflections. Righto, I better go back through the wormhole and stop procrastinating. My thesis isn’t going to write itself.
In case you’re wondering, I have no idea how this here topic wormed its way into my head, let alone on to the page. It doesn’t have much to do with the art and craft of writing. Or maybe it does? Creativity is a funny thing.
Written by Gemma Franks. Image by Willgard from Pixabay.
