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Writer’s block

Imagination doesn’t come easy or cheap. Sometimes words slide gracefully into polished sentences and sometimes they stumble in incredibly incongruous ideas that represent nothing.

Write what goes through your mind. Then shape and polish the sharp edges. Have your thoughts run wild and tame them a little. Not too much.

Find sources of inspiration in everything you see, read, watch. Write them down and make up a story.

Listen to people. They are stories on two legs. They can give you hints of lives you could never know.

Write the truest sentence that you know. “I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think, ‘Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.’ So finally I would write one true sentence, and then go on from there.”
Ernest Hemingway
I always start with the truth, it is more illuminating and saner than everything we can imagine.

Vincent Van Gogh 4

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art by Vincent van Gogh.

Loving

He is fairer than Spring,
Wiser than my unread library,
Tenderer than a feather
in the newly-stirred autumn wind.

“I tell you, the more I think it over, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.”
Vincent Van Gogh

Avenue Of Poplars In Autumn (1884), Vincent van Gogh

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Avenue of poplars in autumn by Vincent van Gogh.