I Consider Writing Practice A True Zen

The Correctness And Quality Of What You Write Do Not Matter; The Act Of Writing Does.

Life Is Not Orderly. No Matter How We Try To Make It So, Right In The Middle Of It We Die, Lose A Leg, Fall In Love, Or Drop A Jar Of Applesauce.

I Read Eve Ensler And Thought It Was Fabulous. Not Only That, But It Was Really The Only Thing I Could Relate To About Cancer.

We Never Graduate From First Grade. Over And Over, We Have To Go Back To The Beginning.

Keep Your Hand Moving