Sunday, June 29, 2014

Inspiration. Desire. Sweat. Ink.

Audience is considered, but certainly not at first.

When one writes for oneself the intention is pure.
No amount of grad school or publishing is going to make you feel as good or better about it.

They cannot instill passion, only grope blindly after it.
Theirs is a disappointing construction in the face of your will.

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

CARPE HERI = Seize Yesterday

I tried to call the suicide hotline a couple of times as a kid. I lived out in the boonies and just wanted someone to talk to. Bored late at night, I guess. I always got some hospital lackey on the line.

I wasn't stupid. I knew the person on the other end didn't want to talk, or couldn't. And when they said "I think you have the wrong number" I didn't ask for the right one.