I’ve been writing and revising for the past few days, and I’ve noticed: the more words I cut, the better my stories. Good sections become stronger. Bad sections disappear.
I’m beginning to think the only perfect story is an empty page.
With that somewhat dadaist thought, I leave you.
Writing a response would be counter-intuitive. So I merely leave you with the sound of fingers snapping.
Like.
What was it Twain said? “I’d have written a shorter letter, but I didn’t have time.”
Dr. B, author, “The Mandolin Case”
I’ve never heard that quote before. Thank you for sharing it and thank you for finding my blog.
So true. Such deep thought in so few words.
Thank you. And thank you for finding my blog.
Very deep. Could be accompanied by some beatnik dude playing bongos.
And an interpretive dancer.
Yes.
Yours is the most minimalist response of all.
Sometimes I feel that way too! Editing can become a compulsion, but it’s a *gorgeous* compulsion.
I totally. I checked out your blog, by the way – nice artwork!