Already thinking about how much work I can get done in the NY Public Library (on 5th Avenue). Hmm…
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(via Le voyage créatif)
I don’t know enough about life, but I’ve been able to do the unthinkable. You want to break barriers? You want to know how to fly? Don’t take No for an answer.
We had a visitor walk into our office yesterday…
Classmate: “You guys work on The Sting during the summer too?”
Me: “Oh yes. This is when all the fun begins.”
Some days are tougher than others. That’s what West Egg in Atlanta is for. There’s something about writing outside; it just gets you in the stomach.
One day I’ll hand my mother a plane ticket, tell her to quit her job and she’ll know why.
So last night chef made white chocolate covered strawberries. I devoured a good plenty. I don’t remember the exact number. What I do recall is shouting to all bystanders, “Somebody has to eat these before they go bad!”
The spire for the top of One World Trade Center was hoisted into place at the top of the building in New York Friday, bringing the building to a symbolic 1,776 feet above ground.
Photo: Gary He / EPA via The Wall Street Journal
And you were saying…
If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery—isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it. And, you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you’re going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It’s the only good fight there is. – Henry Chinaski – Charles Bukowski
This is what comes out of my fight against Writer’s Block:
Partial tears from the sun
creased the darkened shields…
By: Randy Brown Jr.
Julia
The most beautiful woman I ever saw smiled and walked away.
The most beautiful woman I ever saw…
And though she may never appear again
I can rest.
By: Randy Brown Jr.
