Connie meets the mysteriously silent Aurora, who teaches her something about idle chatter. - Published 2008-08-28

I generally don’t write about writing given that we have quite a few people who have that covered far better than I. Today I shall break my tradition, delving where greater luminaries have oft trodden before.

A co-worker of mine makes my work, from time to time, quite humorous doing, as he does, various show-tunes and impersonations with little or no forewarning. I myself have only very few voices whereby to entertain and annoy my co-workers. One of those, and likely my best, is the voice of Sir Winston Churchill.

Even now, as these words engrave upon the minds of those who have stumbled here, I feel the presence of the Great Man come upon me. Indeed, though a thousand words be penned down and a million novels be writ and those in their turn be read by uncounted masses they shall look back and say ‘this was not his finest moment’.

Many who journey here seek inspiration--and elaboration of various skills and techniques--for the writing of their own opus Magnus yet to be revealed to a jaded public.
I shall rehash the most common advice for remedy of the languishing muse in a paraphrase of an old speech.

“You shall go on to the end, you shall write in France, you shall write on the seas and oceans, you shall write with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, you shall defend your Muse, whatever the cost may be, you shall write on the beaches, you shall write on the landing grounds, you shall write in the fields and in the streets, you shall write in the hills; you shall never surrender…”

In short my friends write, write when you are happy, write when you are sad, write with the rising of the sun and the setting of the same.

Write, write, write.
- Published 2008-08-24