Before you speak, ask yourself, is it kind, is it necessary, is it true, does it improve on the silence? -Sathya Sai Baba

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Feeling sorry for myself

Sometimes, when I read John Crowley, I despair of ever writing a novel. My thinking is not broad, or deep, or organized enough to ever put together the moving parts needed to make an entire world move and live, and breathe and sing. I am work-shy, and impatient, and do not have the stamina to bring anything to completion, except by showing up every day. The only thing I have to offer is the ability to show up every day. My dogged refusal to stop.

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