books, sadness, and minor maladies
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
One of the problems I am having with what I am working on now is that none of it is right and all of it is right but most of it won't be right for long.
This is why writing towards understanding is so frustrating. It makes me ache when I can't find the phrase that unlocks the whole damn thing or the word that turns a sentence from working to singing.
I guess I gotta work and leave the songs for later.
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