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By darby Date: 2005 Sep 19 Comment on this Work [[2005.09.19.23.00.26102]] |
| There are some things I would have done differently. I have my fair share of might-have-beens and could-have-beens. There are times when I wish I could go back. But life is not like that. It is not words on a page that can be prodded and pruned until their writer is satisfied. Instead, the reader sees every mistake, every crossed-out word, and every unfinished sentence. He sees the honesty and the coarseness of the first draft. There is a sort of roughness, maybe even an ugliness in those early words, but there are also beauty and innocence revealed in the spontaneous. Those words are unanalyzed by the writer. Perhaps the writer was unaware of them until they appeared on the page. But now the reader has seen them too. It's a brutal thing, to be stripped down and put on display in such a way. But that is how we live and that is how we love. We are unaware of what our next words will be but we keep writing. |