In the mornings I've been reading several snippets daily from A Year of Writing Dangerously instead of one a day, taking notes and mulling things over, and finding encouragement. I may write a few sentences, a poem, whatever comes to mind in response.
127 One True Sentence:
"In a Moveable Feast Ernest Hemingway writes: '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 go from there. It was easy then because there was always one true sentence that I knew or had seen or had heard someone way."
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One true sentence,
nothing fancy, nothing prosaic.
Just write.
Easy.
Simple.
One.
One word. One Sentence.
Then more.
A paragraph until you've filled
the page with words.
A picture,
painted in script.
Flowers made of nouns,
a verb, an adjective.
A person, a place, a thing
from your imagining.
No rules, no goals, no end game.
Pen to paper,
thought to hand.
Let it all out and see where you land.
A trail of letters, a path of paragraphs.
lead you to an adventure,
a journey that never gets old.
Flowers, brilliant and glowing,
lead you to a knowing.
Words, soft and quiet,
Tell a story,
Only you will know,
If you don't put pen to paper.
One letter, one word, one paragraph.
One true sentence.
Let it all out and see where you land.
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