The Sublime Passage

Had my credentials been in order I would never have become a writer. Had I been blessed with even limited access to my own mind there would have been no reason to write. I write entirely to find out what I’m thinking, what I’m looking at, what I see and what it means.

(Joan Didion, “Why I Write,” The New York Times Magazine, December 5, 1976.

I absolutely LOVE this quote. Love it, love it, love it. Did I mention that I love it??

The Valentines day writing group was great. We started with a prompt inspired by the 25 Random Things About Me phenomenon that’s  occurring on Facebook, and were asked to write 25 random things about love. Holy writer’s block. I hated this prompt. I’m not sure why. Maybe its because I don’t do well with lists. All I know is that it was hard for me.  I found myself feeling stuck and unhappy doing it.

For the second prompt we were each handed a poem and this time the writing flowed without effort. I thought I’d share that piece here because it really seemed to connect with people. Ironically, its all about love.

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It’s Valentines Day today, and while I don’t subscribe to the insane merchandising extravaganza its become there is something I love about it. (more…)