"When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth." -Kurt Vonnegut
Thursday, January 8, 2009
When I fell from the cliff it was the purest move I ever made
I want to write a story. I have nothing to write about. Give me ideas. If you have any, any at all. Even say, "me," but if you do that you better pick one aspect of yourself.
5 comments:
Write about your trip to Amsterdam! Or, if you want to go way back, maybe write about those sleepovers that you, Emma and I had way back in 8th grade.
Oops, I should clarify: I don't want to write about myself. And I don't really have much to say about Amsterdam. It's all very hazy.
I would like to hear a story about a boy, a bike, and a blizzard.
I want a train. And a hot fudge sundae!
I'm with Martin.
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