First of September and we're already talking about how autumnal it's feeling. Chilly evening, restless wind in the night, and now the trees talking. But this morning, pleasantly cool in the fresh air, coming out after breakfast. There is an art to having a conversation that isn't practical, just sharing rather than giving information or instruction, just as there is an art to being in the moment rather than being in the moment in a moment after I've just done this vital chore. Things "need" to be done? But harmony, the pleasure of each other's company, don't "need" to be achieved. They're necessary in another sense, as an ideally frequent way point on the road that we're not taking at the moment. But no need involved.
Let us celebrate Maya Stein. American woman, living in California somewhere. I know nothing about her, and yet, in another sense, I do know her. Maya sends out the '10-line Tuesday' poems, once a week via email, and yesterday, under the poem, I just happened to click on this lot: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjWYWQ2j0D8. Pasted in like that because I don't trust myself to transcribe it accurately. Try it. She's on YouTube. You can also go to - let's wait for the line return - www.thiseverymoment.posterous.com. Her blog. I know Maya publishes on paper as well, because I've looked her up on Amazon. She's not published in the UK - yet.
Meanwhile, back in my life, it's Thursday and there's a Thursday Group meeting tonight. Last but one of the set of six. I need another one. I'm getting ahead of myself - having taken two instalments of the required 2,000-words to meetings, I've now written five (so, 10,000 words). This whole thing of writing for a meeting gets past a lot of blocks - no time to worry about consistency, deal with that later; no time to edit as I go along, the end will put the beginning and the middle into perspective. I'm interested to know what happens next, and it's good to be able to think: that only happened because I sat down and wrote. So sit down and write.
Let us celebrate Maya Stein. American woman, living in California somewhere. I know nothing about her, and yet, in another sense, I do know her. Maya sends out the '10-line Tuesday' poems, once a week via email, and yesterday, under the poem, I just happened to click on this lot: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjWYWQ2j0D8. Pasted in like that because I don't trust myself to transcribe it accurately. Try it. She's on YouTube. You can also go to - let's wait for the line return - www.thiseverymoment.posterous.com. Her blog. I know Maya publishes on paper as well, because I've looked her up on Amazon. She's not published in the UK - yet.
Meanwhile, back in my life, it's Thursday and there's a Thursday Group meeting tonight. Last but one of the set of six. I need another one. I'm getting ahead of myself - having taken two instalments of the required 2,000-words to meetings, I've now written five (so, 10,000 words). This whole thing of writing for a meeting gets past a lot of blocks - no time to worry about consistency, deal with that later; no time to edit as I go along, the end will put the beginning and the middle into perspective. I'm interested to know what happens next, and it's good to be able to think: that only happened because I sat down and wrote. So sit down and write.