Abstract Art.
I never know in advance what I will write it just happens, what I do is start writing and instead of concentrating on my writing and polish every word, I just let it all flow.
Try not to do anything, but write as I do not want to censor anything, not until there is really something there to edit.
Sometimes the structure gets changed and the first sentence becomes the last or the other way around.
Writing has become so much easier now with copy and paste, I find that I am regularly reconstructing pieces I write.
Often I write anywhere in the text, it matters not as I always end up at the last sentence somehow.
Often writing feels like I have made the bits and then sewed it together which is pretty much what happens.
It is great fun, have been doing it every day for a year now, at the beginning I did worry about what to write.
Now I do not do that anymore, do not waste my time like that anymore not once I could see there was an endless supply of words.
For me now it’s not a question of can I write and it has become more a question of will I be able to say everything I want to say.
Probably not, can’t imagine that I would ever be finished talking and writing that just does not sound like me.
Today I have been listening to BBC radio 5 live, have not been listening too closely recently as my favourite program does not exist anymore now Simon Mayo has moved to another station.
Richard Bacon, an ex Blue Peter presenter who was briefly out of favour because of using cocaine is now ruining the afternoon programs every day from 2 pm except Friday.
Now instead of a thought provoking program with Simon Mayo, it is Mr Bland Richard Bacon dummying down the program.
Oh well one good thing it has totally distracted me from the horrible pain that is running round my body.
My fingers on my left hand stood up and twitched violently, then the nasty electricity went down my arm got a big shock of it.
Then it went down my left leg and back up my right leg stopping off everywhere for a shocking time, this happened repeatedly.
The electric shocks are not my favourite; they make me feel very unpleasant, glad that the after effects are not around for too long.
Once it has buzzed up and down my legs I am deliriously happy when it has finished,
Today every time the cloud cover got blown away blue skies were revealed behind the thick cloud cover.
Quite a pretty sight and on the second day of March, how lovely, hope this means that spring is arriving slowly.
I shall enjoy noticing th first signs of spring 2010 hope you do too.
