Acceding to Heaven’s wishes.
Did you ever think all you ever wanted to do was play your own music? Or plant your own flowers? That you wanted to contribute something to the community or world. That the key was learning to take what was playing in you to the outside and see if your tune would play. That’s what writing is for me. Like landing on the moon as your life’s ambition and saying, “Tranquility base here the eagle has landed”. Or Michaelangelo knowing that David was inside the block of marble just waiting to get out and he was the one to do it. There…
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