Gargoyles and earphones

The earphones came in a neat silver container in which they could also charge up between uses. But I couldn’t master them. There was a tiny switch on the right side of each phone you needed to shift and then wait till a red light flashed into green and they were charged. 

It sounds simple enough but for me it was complicated. I could never work out whether they were on or off and given I had wanted them to make housework easier as I listened to my podcasts while cleaning out the bath, I hoped the absence of wires would make it all easier. No more tripping over loose wires. 

Once or twice the new pods nearly fell into the toilet which would have been a sad end to my earphones. 

How the earphones connect to the gargoyle is largely semantic.

I asked for a writing prompt at breakfast this morning and my son in law suggested I write about gargoyles even though I’ve written before about the gargoyles that sit over our ponds, one in the front garden the other out back. 

A terracotta gargoyle that could just as well live on the roof of some Edwardian house somewhere but for our purposes is better suited to sitting over our pond. Besides it’s attached to a hose and pump and spews out pond water rhythmically instead of the rainwater a rooftop gargoyle might send flying. An antidote to any idea mosquitos might have of settling their unhatched offspring on the surface. 

A gargoyle would have no truck with earphones. Earphones especially those that operate blue tooth could have no interest in gargoyles. I’m losing track of my sentences.

A sudden thought I might be losing my mind. All the new technology we need to embrace and my struggles to get beyond the use of earphones that refuse to switch on in logical ways.

My daughter insists they’re easy to use but I cannot be bothered arguing with those flashing lights.

Years ago, when I first started to write there were people, purists to my mind, who believed that the best writing came about only with a pen in hand. You could not write as creatively on a typewriter and years later they believed you could not write so creatively on a computer keyboard. They cited studies of the brain to demonstrate that different parts of the brain lit up when handwriting as opposed to the parts of the brain that lit up while on a computer. 

We don’t need gargoyles anymore, but handwriting remains a must. Whatever the lit up parts of our brains tell us.

3 thoughts on “Gargoyles and earphones”

  1. I very rarely write by hand these days. I, of course, have a notepad beside my bed and it has been used but only rarely; we have a house filled with computers so there’s usually one within arm’s reach. I love the way I can arrange and rearrange the text instantly. It looks like a poem right from the get-go. As far as prose goes what I like best is the speed. I’m not a touch typist but I’ve been typing so long I can almost keep up with my thoughts.

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