dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession

dark am i, yet lovely, a lily among thorns, majestic as stars in procession
WHY DESTROY YOURSELF? WHY DIE BEFORE YOUR TIME? THE KEEPERS OF THE HOUSE TREMBLE. DESIRE IS NO LONGER STIRRED. DO NOT CONFORM ANY LONGER TO THE PATTERN OF THIS WORLD.

Monday, 30 July 2012

Play Jazz

Frankie Boyle said, Live at the Apollo, that he had recently become father to a little boy. Then, after a pause, he added, "I'm getting a bit sick of him to be honest." You know what, writing is the same from time to time. It becomes a bit of a drag. The thrill wears off after so many thousand words. It returns, okay, but while you're waiting, what do you do? The answer, as with most things, is this: Stick with it! Grind it out, paragraph by paragraph. This is possible when rewriting at the personal PC computer, but much harder by shorthand on the first draft. Typing is like a manual job; creating new worlds with a black pen, hunched over blank paper, sure ain't.

Get some out the way, that's ATD's motto. It might only be a few lines, but hey, nobody's perfect, apart The Hoff and The Hump (David Hasselhoff and Englebert Humperdinck). Then, whenever you get a moment, and this is vital...play jazz. Yup, you read it correctly, go play jazz. Hoover up, put a wash on, straighten your hair, and go play jazz man. It works for Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky. Can you believe Tom Cruise is playing Jack Reacher in the Jack Reacher movie? Can anybody believe that? Me bets even Lee Child cannae believe that. I know I can't. Maybe I was dreaming. It was a YouTube advert after all. But hey, if you are after instructions on what to do in life, don't listen to me. Just watch the video...

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