and i could tell what form my dreaming was about to take.

today's lesson is short and sweet (mostly because i want to catch up on "the bachelor" now).. with words, write.

the "book" is starting to really come along. for a few months this past fall, i couldn't think of anything to write. i hardly wrote at all. come december, though, i caught the writing bug again and since then, have kind of been on a roll. the best writing days are those when you don't even really have to think too much.. you can just write and write. today was one of those days.

the lesson isn't as literal as it sounds. yes, obviously you write with words. but what i mean more than anything is when the words come, especially when they come without thought, write.

okay, "the bachelor" is calling, and i love my reality tv.

["it is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. how else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? for the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone. that is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop.."]