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    • Sep 18, 2009

OF THE DAY 3

“Write drunk, revise sober.” -Poet’s Motto


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Though life never includes the word “drunk” in relation to me and alcohol, drunk on existence, on another person, on the future to be? Oh my, yes!


Most often, when writing, it’s late night/early morning, I’m half out of my mind, built up in a frenzy- overthought and overwrought- in trying to bring some assemblance to the abundance of thought and feeling plaguing my mind and filling my heart. A rambling mess then tumbles out on to the paper before me, giving me a little peace and a much needed release in purging it all from my soul.


Drunk!


Come morning, I look back to what I’ve written, have recorded tangibly, and am a bit sheepish, almost embarrassed, that I’ve created such nonsense.

I then edit.

Hopefully, to bring it all a little dignity.

Make it presentable to post for the public.

All the while, knowing full well that had I not written “drunk”, I’d not have done my experience, my world, justice.

Caricature of Chris

Route 66 Sign

Wow. New eyes. How I do love them!

Seeing something ring true in another for the first time.

And acting on it.


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