It's like my mind is moving mental furniture, making at times lyrical arrangements.
There. Right there. Beautiful.
Originally Posted By: gypsy
And questions, statements, situations that bring a thought elicit responses. My writing comes in response. I guess I just don't know how to start the dialog.
Picture in your mind the person for whom you have the most oh-yeah-well-I'll-show-you energy, sayingsneering, "Gypsy? She can't write!"
Respond to that!
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac