The secret of it all, is
to write in the gush, the throb, the flood, of the moment – to put things down
without deliberation – without worrying about their style – without waiting for
a fit time or place.
I always worked that way.
I took the first scrap of paper,
the first doorstep, the first desk, and wrote – wrote, wrote…
By writing at the
instant the very heartbeat of life is caught.
Reading is a stouthearted activity, disporting courage, keenness, stick-to-itness.
It is also, in my experience, one of the most thrilling and enduring delights of life, equal to a home run, a slam-dunk, or breaking the four-minute mile.
In both writing and sleeping, we learn to be physically still at the same time we are encouraging our minds to unlock from the humdrum rational thinking of our daytime lives.