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I think writing is like ballroom dancing: the more you do it, the more graceful, effortless, and beautiful it can become. This is my place to come and trip over my own two feet while I learn to foxtrot. Or possibly Latin Hustle. This is a page for my thoughts, ramblings, musings, and imaginings in the meantime. Please - leave a comment- a reaction, a criticism, a suggestion, a review, whatever. I live for that stuff.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
54 Words, 54 Days
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
"Why do I deal with the dry dust in my mouth,
The mud on my aching feet,
The lashing rain and the glaring sun on my skin?
Because of the beautiful towns?
Because of the churches?
Because of the food?
Because of the wine?
No. Because I was summoned!"
-a Pilgrim's poem
from "I'm Off Then" by Hape Kerkeling
The mud on my aching feet,
The lashing rain and the glaring sun on my skin?
Because of the beautiful towns?
Because of the churches?
Because of the food?
Because of the wine?
No. Because I was summoned!"
-a Pilgrim's poem
from "I'm Off Then" by Hape Kerkeling
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