Bug & I had our usual Saturday morning connection. We talked about short stories, about why no one reads them, about how potent they are, and how I’d like my narrative / prose poems to go in that direction, especially the three fables rolling around in my head, which may or may not be as profusely illustrated as I thought.
It's a bummer that the rest of the day didn’t live up to that morning inspiration.
As I said on Twitter, “A day of epiphany, but not very good follow through. Sometimes too much rest, while necessary, is not the best fuel for inspiration.”
Indeed.
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