looking out my window i think about this:
is a person who is writing a writer?
okay now the difference between a writer and a good writer is:
a good writer versus a great writer.
is it the conceptualization?
here it is:
a concept realized. question: is everything written planned?
it's a rainy sunday. the curtains are pulled back but the light is dull, gray. the sounds of wheels on wet pavement on the other side of glass. i tap my window pane. what the hell is this made of?
question: why can't i write anything?
answer: i am overwhelmed. with anxiety that what i write is not "good".
here is a giant block of marble. now carve.
let me just say this: this is not conceptualized. what is presented is what appeared in order of thought.
here is poetry: i'm sorry.
i gotta tell you, you know, it's been so hard to pull it out of me. the words. all words. i haven't got a thing to say.
but then there's also
it's not like i haven't thought or felt
the full force
it's just that i didn't write it down.
"Endings are elusive, middles are nowhere to be found, but worst of all is to begin, to begin, to begin." - donald barthelme