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Saturday, 25. December 2004

Christmas Morning Notes



+ Throw a book into the coffin I am to be buried in, or on the funeral pyre I am to be burnt on.

  • Observe everything, for even a dry twin is juicy with stories, is a story.

  • Do most of your talking between the bars of paper and the walls of ink.

  • A day in which the Word is not writ, or something not genesi-zed is a wasted day.

  • In real life be sympathetic, on paper brutal.

  • Always fashion a gate to freely enter and leave the Well of Death, i.e., ideas. Make trees, children, dogs, men, women, creeks etc the food when your mind gets off the whirling motorcycle.

  • An unexamined life may not be worth living but investigative paralysis is even worse. Take action. Dynamite the mountain of Socrates.

  • You always stand alone in the arena with the lions. There only the suppleness/ intelligence of your muscles, and the force that they can generate count. It doesn't matter if the mob adores you or loathes you.

  • A writer is not a professor or an intellectual. A writer has to be a crude bastard to fuck, and to give birth.




On & Towards Writing

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absolutely concurr. esp the last pearl.

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