Had a relatively long day, writing isn't really very high up on my list of priorities now but to give up bleeding so soon shows a lack of resolve. So here are some random thoughts. Talking to parents after a certain age is a delightful thing. More so if you see each other more as... Continue Reading →
Perspective
After the resolution to bleed, I had a few scattered thoughts on what to put down for today. The mind wasn't empty, that was certain. Half a dozen thoughts came up and a few drafts of all that were made. After all, the first draft of anything is shit. That was Hemingway again. Then suddenly,... Continue Reading →
To Bleed or Not To Bleed
I think it was Hemingway who said that all you need to write well was to sit at a paper and bleed. Or some variation ot that. Bleed. That seems to be what is tough to do. I am so used to keeping everythng inside that strange little mind up there. This bleeding on to... Continue Reading →