There are...still...so many books I want to read...and reread...
There are...still...so many places I want to travel...to...
There are...still...foods I want to eat... and drinks I want to
sample...
There are... blankets to lie upon or under...
There are...pillows upon which to prop my books or my head...
I definitely want to rocket to outer space... I also want to explore
inner space...
I know no one ever wished they had been meaner...
Or hated more...
Or spent more hours away from people they loved...
I know that life is interesting and you can never go wrong Being
interested
If I were giving advice I would say: Sing
People who sing to themselves
People who make variations on songs they know
People who teach songs to other people
These are the people other people want to be with
and that will let you be a good writer
Because
There are...still...so many ideas to conceive
~ from Blues For All The Changes (William Morrow and Company, 1999)
