"Yes - I know, I know the waking at three the words in the head the repeating and polishing and repeating until it is absolutely imperative that I get out of bed and go and write them down (type them out because these days that is where I have to write) and after that its too late to go back to bed.
And at the moment I am immensely frustrated because I have the words, the talking the conversation filling my head but am not permitted to write it down until the first of November.
Which is why you're getting this particular blast of words because I think you might understand.
At least, most of the time (only two haiku in my life) I'm not counting syllables. And I enjoy reading the result of you doing so"
A comment I made yesterday on Ron Lavalette's post (6x3): Two Small Threes by 5
one of a series in which he has been exploring, with wit and insight and poetry, the difficulties of being a writer
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