I confess as I create my first flash fiction, it means unhinging factors I see in novels. Attempting to breathe a long story into ultra compact form is downright hard.
“I learned never to empty
the well of my writing,
but always to stop
when there was
still something there
in the deep part of the well,
and let it refill at night
from the springs that fed it.”
This is one of the very few quotes that helps me keep going when I appear to be looming within my writing.
Today marked the one-year anniversary since the passing of musical artist, Prince. I decided to create a poem inspired by one of his earlier songs, called Controversy. It has stayed with me since I first heard it as a rebellious thirteen-year-old.
I just can’t believe all the things people say
Am I black or white, am I straight or gay?
Do I believe in god, do I believe in me?
~Prince, from album, Controversy
Final moves stand closer
than we see or feel.
Still much to do!
You reached midway;
Make it to the finish!