"The way to write is to throw your body at the mark when your arrows are spent."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sometimes, when you're all-in, with no more chips in front of you, amazing things happen. When your brain is sufficiently enough on auto-pilot your fingers fly along of their own accord, connected somehow to that place where you stopped trying. Just beyond the place where your ego fell to the ground, dried out and useless.
I love that place.
Anyone else?
CR: I'm on the very last bit of The Four Last Things by Timothy Hallinan, Edgar nominee for the amazing The Queen of Patpong. If you want to see what I thought of this book, read here.
It's all better with friends.
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