The longer one goes without writing the easier it is to start up again. There is more honesty to begin with. The urge breaks inertia. The power of the artist defies physics.
One can change in an instant. If you were that yesterday, today you can be this. Others may not notice, but that is not the most important thing. This would not always be beneficial if anything ever really mattered to begin with.
Proust knew it was ridiculous, which does not say there is no such thing as talent. Whatever one fills one’s head with is what will come out, molded by the innards of the artist. Some have the ability to digest junk food; others just let it weigh them down. Food becomes food becoming food for future eaters. Junk food is phenomenal; those who observe should not pretend it does not exist. If you get a chance to sink your teeth into a steak, suck those juices into your gums. There are many nutrients to be had; and many people can relate. Combinations of steaks make new steaks for those who gape beneath your digestor. But so many people love candy, and there are so many varieties to choose from, and they’re not hard to come by!Which really says something about this time we live in.
It’s the jealous who suck fastest and most furiously, paying high prices for admired poop. The rarer the find, the easier the pawn. Those who follow will know better the artist by her insides. The trail leads to the teary eyes because while ringing one’s guts the heart does sure get poked; and blood does flow through the waste of he who strains.
