I had an epistrophe like Thelonious and began to strike last night. I had a desire to create and excite and I began to strike last night.......the keys as I thought out my plot and phrases
I felt the keys under my finger tips as I began to tap a rhythm that weaved words filled with color and imagination.
My thoughts passed through different stages as I attempted to raise these tales out of the catacombs of my brain
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
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Good luck to you.
Thank you. I am hoping to develop a habit or system. I want to need to write like I need to eat. Well, that may be extreme but you know what I mean. Good luck to you as well in your endeavors.
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