When you're facing a white, blank screen trying to decide what to write,
it seemed hopeless and hopeful at the same time. It's like watching a
boat with its sails unfurled but there's no wind, yet you wait and then
see the tide turning. You have to stop the distractions. Shut the door.
Wait until your breathing is regular and your mind relaxed, like your
wrists on the table infront of you.
I imagine me looking sideways but not hearing anything. The sounds come
much later. I see the big mass of color first, the greens. Just the
vegetation, moving, not even individual trees, not leaves, just the big
green. Then behind it the blue sky, unfocused and floating. Do not
concern your brain with the details. Forget the words and the
punctuations. But be mindful of the flow, trace the outlines, hear the
motions. Sometime these things don't have a name, give it a name.
How do you give something a name and still be honest? How do you keep
your writing honest?
I...
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