Sunday, 10 February 2008

found wisdom

The Purpose of Life's Journey is not to arrive safely at the grave in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting ... Holy Shit!! What a Ride!!!

thanks to d_scouple for the quote

Minus 3

sunday morning, minus 3 degrees outside, and it is bright. a good day to write in one's journal and walk, make lunch slowly and call friends.

I have not posted much here for a while, am in one of those consolodation stages of life where I just have to wait as new things coruscate and pool out of the old, honouring body, mind, soul and shadow parts.. I feel my writing interests turning to new areas, or my voice fitting with a new music as i move the pen across the paper. with the novel, i hold the line of subject, meaning and voice, but in my poerty, there are real shifts. I have redited my most recent manuscript again as a couple of publishers want to take a look at it.

I am saddend by the death of Kate Jones who I knew a little from my dealings with ICM, Kate was a top class agent, and was very kind to me last year. I can't imagine the hole that has been left in her family, and the book world is a lesser place without her friendliness.

I have just written a newly commissioned poem for a fashion magazine. I need to submit that this week as the deadline is nearly upon me. will put info on the website when that is due out, also 'the book of dreams,' and suitcase's 'Love poems' are both new anthologies which have recently come out, and there are a good few pieces by me in those.

the first order of the day is breakfast. It is a new day.. so the work is to keep it new..