どこでもドア (Dokodemo Doa, or “Anywhere Door”)

I knew my answer immediately. One glance at the options was more than enough.

Time machines are messy headaches. Timey-whimey woobly-hobbly… Ok, obviously I’m not a big Doctor Who fan but case-in-point: Time is too complex. I would end up killing my past or future self anyway.

The “invisibility helmet” sounds suspicious to me. Does it make only your head invisible? What if it doesn’t fit my head? Does it have adverse side effects, like being invisible forever? I don’t want to be dodging people, automobiles, and bullets forever. I’ll pass on this one.

But I do love to travel. So I’ll take the Anywhere Door. Yes.

Shut up and take my money!

NOW

Putting that aside…

The Anywhere Door makes me instantly think of Doraemon. I know the show is localized and broadcast in many countries, but how popular is it? Other Daily Posters understood the idea readily (it is pretty self-explanatory), and a few even made references to the Japanese cartoon. Did many of you watch the show as kids, or did you do Google search? None of the above? If I’m honest, I never heard of the show until I took Japanese classes in university.

Another quick Google of “invisibility helmet” yields the much lamer-sounding Cap of Invisibility. It is also called the Helm of Darkness, which sounds so much cooler. Why doesn’t Wikipedia use that instead? The Greek Mythology Wikia has the right idea.

Anyway, this cap was passed around the Greek gods to do devious backstabbing and escapes. I saw this statue of Perseus from the Wiki page during my recent travels. It’s on public display at the Loggia dei Lanzi in Florence.

Florence statue of Perseus slaying Medusa

Nice use of the cap, Perseus

I wonder if the prompt writer, atana’s world, knew about these?

A Convenient Expectation

How timely. I created this blog late last night on a whim, but didn’t post anything. The screen glare was destroying my vision and I gave up after my eyes stung and watered uncontrollably, tears pooling in my palms (maybe the computer turns back into a freshly diced white onion after midnight?). Tears were not shed in vain, though. When I woke up, the perfect platform from which to take the plunge was waiting in the form of today’s prompt from The Daily Post:

Tell us about one thing (or more) that you promised yourself you’d accomplish by the end of the year. How would you feel once you do? What if you don’t?

It must be a sign.

Expectation #1: Update a writing blog everyday

Or just write everyday. For ten minutes. Until 1,000 words. The key advice every writer hears and almost every writer gives. I’ve been trying to do this for years. Now it’s done and started.

I want to write something of substance, but it’s hard not to be intimidated. Feels like everyone else has a stronger voice or a better narrative. Even if that is the truth, I can’t let those anxieties keep me back.

Expectation #2: Acknowledge some posts won’t be the best-thing-ever and move on.

I also tend to agonize on the fine details, lose sight of the main idea, and end up with projects never seeing the light of day. I’ll edit and re-edit. Reread and re-edit. Well. “It’s not ready yet” is a phrase I’ll hide behind no more.

Expectation #3: “Art is never finished, only abandoned.”

If I break the chain and don’t write,
then I have nothing to show for it.
And I will feel the same as I do now,
because I haven’t done anything yet.

It’s only up from here.