Friday, May 8, 2009

When I Write

Late. Late at night when the children have cried themselves to sleep after a scary bedtime story and my wife too has passed into fitful haunting slumber. When the pale moon is up, so am I at the keyboard rewriting what was first scratched out with pen and notepad. Whether cyclopean ruins in dust or fair ships gliding across azure waters, stories come alive for me best after dark.

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