Late night fantasies. Those are always the best. Why is my mind so full of clarity? Or is it hazy and these thoughts are sleep-deprived delusions? It’s a trail of thoughts that run so far and so clear. No distractions. When the world around me sleeps, my brain urges me to write. The electronics beside me try to tempt me, but you always win. How can I make sure you win every day? Not just when the clarity of creativity strikes? Carry you with me? Not let my mind drift? I must. I must. I must. I will.
“I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can of the work I still have to do. I am going to write fire until it comes out of my ears, my eyes, my noseholes–everywhere. Until it’s every breath I breathe. I’m going to go out like a fucking meteor!”
― Audre Lorde
Photo by: Radhika Jit/Stinson Beach, California
What’s for you will not pass you.
Photo by: Radhika Jit/Muir Woods, California
We don’t need anymore writers as solitary heroes. We need a heroic writers’ movement: assertive, militant, pugnacious.
– Toni Morrison
“As artists we seem to desire like no one else – a desire that often pushes us to the point of madness. We don’t just feel a range of intense emotions; we feel the need to express them to others. Express as a expel. Rant. Rage. Purge. Get them out of our heads and bodies and into the world. Onto the paper, the canvas, the keys. Get it away from us, we seem to be saying – this pain, this joy, this madness; take it away so we no longer have to carry the burden. Because we can’t carry it alone, and we can’t keep it inside.”
– Rachel M. Harper, Black Cool: One Thousand Streams of Blackness
Open your heart…
Open your mind…
A train is leaving all day
A wonderful trip thru all time
And laughter is all u pay
–Prince Rogers Nelson
“Despite everything, no one can dictate who you are to other people.”