I can't 'get goin' '. Titles and stories and themes, oh my . I've spent the last several days rearranging the books according to their topics . I've wished that THAT would ease me into a rwiter's* equilibrium wherein as least SOME text can "arrive" with safety . My Problem is and always has been one thing : Moodiness . I am chained to my own Moods . One word : not good .
There's this : "To be subject to one's `moods and fancies` ... further I would add, "fits and starts".
There is also a point at which you stop "Aging" and start "Approaching Death" -- extreme but Real . I may be close ... I mean I don't WANT "to be close" but what I WANT doesn't matter . So, I'm continually questioning myself, "What DOES Matter ?" {It's like a Zen 'knog-an' {Jap. koan} .
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