Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
There are, I hazard, saints of art who have simply waited mutely all their lives rather than profane the purity of a single page with anything less than what is perfectly appropriate and beautiful, that is to say, with anything less than what is true…
Writing is like getting married. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed in one’s luck.
-Iris Murdoch. The Black Prince.
Now, Paige … you are falling in the trap of posting lovely pic.s without telling us where they are. Punishment for that is a chinese burn, OK? 😉
🙂 Sorry, M.R.! I made an edit for you. That’s Trogir, Croatia. I’ve been there a lot with the blog photos lately…can you tell I’m ready for the end of winter?
OK – you’ve escaped having a chinese burn applied to your forearm. [grin]
😀 Phew! Now my two headline pics are from the same city…blog faux pas?
CRIKEY no! – who’s going to dictate such ridiculous parameters?
Let us rise up united, our voices loud and our fists to the sky, crying, as one –
“I’ll bloody put what I like on my own bloody blog!”
You lead the way, M.R.!
Never thought of it that way…but it’s totally true! 🙂
Haha, which, about marriage or writing. 🙂 Iris is a gem!
Writing–but I agree with the marriage portion as well. 🙂
🙂 Thanks, Michelle! Here here!
I hesitate to comment…
🙂 Very clever, Evelyn! I agree. It can be an anxiety-inducing process from time to time. Thanks for your comment nonetheless!
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
SCULPTERS NEED PRACTICE TOO–LIKE WRITERS!!!!!
Well, I should never have married…
Me neither! 🙂 A good lesson, I guess.
Oh my goodness! What an amazing quote. This sums up the story of my inner struggle! Perfection is a dirty word!
Fire Fly By, it may be so, but then again, we can also use Steven Pressfield to balance it out.