Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
We are all born mad. Some remain so.
Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
Where I am, I don’t know, I’ll never know, in the silence you don’t know, you must go on, I can’t go on, I’ll go on.
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It’s awful.
The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more.
My blog, my stage, my small part of this virtual world is the scariest leap I have ever taken. For the longest time I simply dreamed of who I wanted to be, could be, should be yet allowed the opinions of others to take first place. I’ve learned, and continue to learn that your passion is discovered. And I discovered my passion for writing a very long time ago. However, I dabbled in writing, I had periods where I plunged my very being into writing (even submitted manuscripts) and then recoiled like a wounded animal when rejected. I tried to suppress my passion. Continue reading “Starting My Blog”