I realised, then, that much of my life revolved around coffee and rain. I sat, cup from Starbucks (not MY Starbucks, though I’d been to this one before I was nowhere near a regular) in my left hand to keep a Pall Mall company, my right hand on the knee of and underneath my date. I was smiling, as the rain fell down, occassionally blowing in under what little roof we were afforded.
(Maybe I’m not completely done after all, though now I will be paranoid at my newest readership.)
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May 19, 2008 at 3:20 pm
peterandthehare
that’s the spirit, don’t give up. Espeicially when your producing stuff like this, which resonates with our corporate branded lives. You do not suck. Besides, writing is addictive isn’t it? It’s like Pringles,
so…rock on.
May 20, 2008 at 4:09 am
wailin
Thanks, Peter and Hare. I appreciate the support. Since losing my job I’ve been completely unmotivated to write, despite having vastly more time on my hands.
July 21, 2008 at 5:30 pm
Don Smith
One opf your listed favorite web pages has some advice on it. She said:
In “Write!: Cooperative Learning and the Writing Process” I provided 10 rules for writers. I’m still using the same rules:
1. Write.
2. Write.
3. Write often.
4. Write about anything.
5. Write about everything.
6. Write about what you see
7. Write about what you learn.
8. Write about what you think.
9. Write about what you read.
10. WRITE!
Good advice and it gets you stirring again.
DS