Friday, November 5, 2010

Stacks and Stacks and Stacks

I’ve got a foot-tall stack of notebook pages on the shelf behind me. There’s another on the floor of the kitchen, and there are seven more in the next room.

All of these are just handwritten something-or-others. There’s fiction, nonfiction, poetry, essays, philosophy…

The humbling conclusion I came to last night is that I’m not going to use any of it.

All of that is behind me. It’s just experience to stand on so that I have the reach to move on to the next thing, the next idea.

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