Posted on February 3, 2004 in Writing
Today will be a quiet day on the blog and in IRC. I have fourteen pages to fill in my notebook by tomorrow. To eradicate the manufactured emptiness, I must keep the pen moving, composing cinquains, short vignettes, excerpts from larger pieces, poetry, etc. Nature abhors a vacuum and Creativity, the child of Nature through the evolution of the throbbing human psyche, abhors blank paper.