"My words in her mind: cold polished stones sinking through a quagmire."

-James Joyce


Friday, May 14, 2010

The Start of Something

I really should be writing it all down. Maybe someday my children and grandchildren will want to read it. Maybe someone else will want to read it. Who knows? I write in snippets and in stops and starts. It isn't very coherent. I read in bursts. It isn't very consistent. I think deeply about things and I want to have more to think about and a place to put it. I want to have the tenacity to always be reading something and thinking about it, not just devouring it like a beggar at feast. This is the place for it, I think.

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