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Writing about morning writing

Met a friend online yesterday who said she had nothing to write about. I never really had that problem, but for those who two, a creative writing class can be an eye opener. It pokes you in the eye and tells you how everything all around you is waiting to be written about. Everything in your head, in your dreams, in the people you know, and those you don’t know, in the very air you breathe, things are just waiting for you to write about them.

Writing again about being tired

Writing makes you tired, trying to write and never finding the time to do it makes you more tired still. Having to write, live, and work, when all you want to do is disappear in a book is about as much torture as you can fit in into a humdrum life.

Writing about Reading: Fishing in the Rivers of Light

een reading like a maniac the past few days, which means have got very little writing done, but went to a book sale last week (twice) and now have about 50 books I have yet to finish. (I have begun reading a few simultaneously.) Reading for me is like a fever, when I get into a book I’ve got to finish it.