whatever you have to say, leave
the roots on, let them dangle
and the dirt
just to make clear
where they came from
Beyond the narrative, beyond the storytelling, beyond
the anecdotes is another world of feeling so buried and dark and
crippling that it needs its own genre. Poetry!
No project can ever be finished. While working on it we learn just enough to find it immature the moment we turn away from it
—Karl R. Popper
Let me be the first to admit that the naked truth about me is to the naked truth about Salvador Dali as an old ukelele in the attic is to a piano in a tree, and I mean a piano with breasts.
— James Thurber