The Idea-smithy

This is for Dee, the editor I’d like to have, who quite literally showed me the way.
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Where do stories come from? she wondered. Her editor had told her that her writing had a quality of finesse in it. But, he said, the spark was missing. She wanted to protest, it had been such an effort [...]

A young man travels in search of adventure, in search of tales, tall if at all, to tell back home. It’s a quest for personal glory. There is also romance, the search for beautiful women, for the luxuries of life and for triumph over difficult situations.
Why do we travel?
A quest, a search for someone or [...]

It just occurred to me that true hatred is exactly like true love….all-consuming.
It’s a feeling worth experiencing. Of course, all of them are. There are those who run away from certain emotions that seem too dark or dangerous or ‘bad’. I say, what is a painting without the black lines to define it? And what [...]

Today I feel like I’m inside a well
that no one’s looked down in ten years.
And around and just outside the well,
it’s Market Day
The voices and the sounds, they reach me,
blurring into each other and not discernible.
It’s not noise, it isn’t sense either
but it is painful nostalgia, of what life used to sound like,
Of [...]

If there is a God,
then why did he give me wings and a cage?

The water of indifference
wears away even
the ragged cliffs of pain
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Walls crumble
I watch the dust fly
Even my anger cannot defy time
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Pain was power
to create new life, after
The bigger magic is that even that ends

I stand before the starting line
to navigate the best route
and also the best runner.
It’s always a race, make no mistake
Life is a big enough track for a sprint, a marathon or a synchronized lap
So….will you run with me?