Over the weekend I was looking for my index cards and ran across a box of things I haven't seen in years. There were little gems in it like this:
"Sit down in the middle of your wild mind. This is all about a loss of control. This is what falling in love is too: a loss of control.
Can you do this? Lose control and let wild mind take over? It is the best way to write. To live too."
Natalie Goldberg Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life
So tell me gentle readers, do you WRITE in the wild mind? Do you LIVE in the wild mind?
****Okay, how stupid am I? Obviously, but I'm not blaming this on me, I'm blaming it on Simon, he held his Love Scene Blogfest on Monday, which pushed my pre-written posts back a day, and today is St. Patty's Day. And even though I didn't participate in the Drunk at First Sight blogfest hosted by Jon Paul, It is still St. Patty's Day and I should have realized that. You can't get any more Irish than Gallagher now can you. (Okay, I won't blame Simon, Simon I'm not blaming you, I'm blaming my own lack of looking at the calendar.)
So, to everyone out there, here's a
BIG FAT WET SLOPPY DRUNK IRISH KISS FOR YOU!!
It wards off evil, keeps unpleasantness at bay, and will help you write whatever it is that's been blocking you.
Happy St. Patrick's Day.