Sunday, 14 November 2010

Words are Precious

The words spill, dancing, bouncing onto the waiting floor. I rush to collect them, sweep them up, gather them before some passing creature feasts on them and has them for his dinner. They are my words and right now, I can't afford to waste a single one.

Don't get hung up on details right away. First bake your cake and then add the icing. - Tony van Hasselt

4 comments:

Paul Andrew Russell said...

This made me smile, Susannah, very good. :-)

Susannah said...

Thanks Paul. I feel a little bit like that at the moment! All the writing I have done so far for nanowrimo has taken its toll. :-)

It is always good to see you and I really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. Thank you. :-)

namelessneed said...

so true. You've done a fine job
talking about the ever amazing
creative process/ thanx

Susannah said...

Thanks namelessneed. It is good to meet you, thanks for visiting. :-)

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