Day 3

Pat Schneider reminded me--in her book Writing Alone--why I created this blog. She says, "When we neglect the artist in ourselves, there is a kind of mourning that goes on under the surface of our busy lives. She says that Peggy Reber's poem reiterates this point:
                                       Poem From The Abandoned

                                        There is always something else--
                                         the dishes to wash,
                                         the bills to pay,
                                         the bathroom to clean,
                                         the friend in need,
                                         the dog's ear medicine.
                                         Wold without end!

That is my problem. There is always something that needs done. I want more than anything to write. I want to create art: beautiful pieces of written art. I want a collection of short stories to hide under my bed like Dickinson did with her poems. Schneider says that writing requires discipline more than routine but a love affair with the practice of writing. Today, I wrote.