"I think that one's art is a growth inside one. I do not think one can explain growth. It is silent and subtle. One does not keep digging up a plant to see how it grows." E.C. Just as one does not dig up a plant to see how it grows ---one does not judge the hue or color of a flower until it blooms. Yet we seem to want, I seem to want, to dissect and judge every piece of my story before it's completed - when it is in its infancy. That's what I'm thinking about today. Writing, it really is up and down. Off here to create today's portion of my story. Blessings!
"All the characters who have housed my stories now have permanent apartments in my head - I still have tea with them." bw