Saturday, May 7, 2011

Some Imagination Words

These lyrics from "Gone In the Morning" by Newton Faulkner describe how I feel when I sit down to write:

Off to a land where no one’s been before
I’m going to take my shoes off at the door
I’m going to go where dreams like rivers flow
When the alarm goes off I just won’t know
Won’t you come with me

And what the vastness of writing feels like:

I’m going to master all kinds of kung-fu
I’m going to live inside a tiny zoo
I’m going to grow myself a giant afro
When the alarm goes off I just won’t know
Won’t you come with me

Fortunately, it's never "gone in the morning." (Incredible.)

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