Sunday, November 22, 2009


It feels good to get to reach a benchmark, a stopping place, the 7th day. Writing is like watching a storm pass overhead... you don't know where it comes from, how long it will take to pass by, or whether you'll see a bright sunny day, or a starry night, in its wake. Writing and arranging fifty pages this week felt like that momentum I've spent the last sixty days building up to.

We spend so much of our lives starting things... so much of which never gets finished in this life.

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