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STOP Not Writing - The Writer Avoidance Addict Recovery Book I Wish I Had Years Ago

Courtesy libbycole.wordpress.com There’s a time in every writer’s life when they so want to write but something, or many things, hold them back. Every hack looks at this road block as unfair, and if you’re a perfectionist or a Doer, negative emotions bubble up to the surface which makes the matter even worse. Doubt Fear Lack of Knowledge/Experience The Holy Trinity of a thing called Writer’s Block. If you gain the knowledge and experience and kill the doubt and bore the fear, you become a prolific writer, and your professional literary dreams will come true. As long as you acknowledge the existence, and necessity, of the fourth ingredient… Hard work. So many new writers view this profession as completely romantic. They see Paris in the springtime, erudite conversations in swank cafes by night. Love making by the Seine and words flowing like champagne as the after-effect. Rrright. Uh-huh. I’d so make time for those lovely moments, but in betwe

The White


The white outside my window is just so Mr. Clean white. No tea stains, no crusty spaghetti loops, no dingy grey nor muddy brown.

It's not that cold but the white makes me cold. I think I'll pass on suntanning on the deck today.
The white came in all at once like it did a week before, and overnight. God is forgetting to use His Head n Shoulders shampoo, and I curse Him under my breath. He will not make friends this way.
Today.

I will cower and cover under blankets, although cold is not paired with the bleached. I will wear sunglasses while staring into its abyss. I will brazenly point a loaded banana in its face and damn it to all melting Hell.

I will say No to the white.
Yes, I will say No.

White birds up above flying in a white sky collide and crash to the white ground never to be discerned again.

White cats go for a walk on white side walks and sniff the whiteness of the snow, and yowl.
Google maps blinded by the virgin stain warp cell phone crystals, its GPS fails and the tech giant gets lost.

The Pope calls on all black cloaked nuns living in this milky morass to guide traffic. The nuns obey. Civilization in this whiter than white survives.

No, I do not condone nor will I tolerate this rape of all colour. If white is the binary 0 of the tech savvy 1, then I say we remove all 0s and begin anew with 2, with colour, with vibrancy, with a humanity-laced hue. The downed Internet be damned!

On this white day, and in this white world, I will choose to remove myself from its void and tread lightly upon my mind's eye flying carpet to a place of lushness and life.

Good riddance, White, for I shall not spy you ever again. May Mr. Clean spill TV ad ink all over your bleakness!

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B J's Bookshelf...

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
The Hobbit
Sessions
The Joy Luck Club
All the King's Men
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Mansfield Park
Faust: First Part
The Catcher in the Rye
Islands in the Stream
And the Sea Will Tell
Animal Farm
Charlotte's Web
Sophie's Choice
Angela's Ashes
Memoirs of a Geisha
Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood
The Secret Man: The Story of Watergate's Deep Throat
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
The Hunt for Red October


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